Margaret Atwood
Margaret Atwood
Margaret Eleanor Atwood, CC OOnt FRSCis a Canadian poet, novelist, literary critic, essayist, and environmental activist. She is a winner of the Arthur C. Clarke Award and Prince of Asturias Award for Literature, has been shortlisted for the Booker Prize five times, winning once, and has been a finalist for the Governor General's Award several times, winning twice. In 2001, she was inducted into Canada's Walk of Fame. She is also a founder of the Writers' Trust of Canada, a...
NationalityCanadian
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth18 November 1939
CityOttawa, Canada
CountryCanada
Some people mistakenly think nature is very nice and benevolent and never betrays.
The story as told in The Odyssey doesn't hold water. There are too many inconsistencies.
Within one's own family, money is not the measure of things, unless the person is an absolute Scrooge. Only the most extreme kind of monster would put a price on everything.
I've never bought into any sort of hard and fast, this-box/that-box characterization. People are individuals. Yes, they may be expected to be a particular way. But that doesn't mean they're going to be that way.
You quickly find, when you are a hand-reader as I am, that nothing interests people so much as themselves.
The thing about delirium is you think it's great, but it actually isn't.
The problem with meditating is I generally go to sleep, and that's because I'm doing it wrong.
Every utopia - let's just stick with the literary ones - faces the same problem: What do you do with the people who don't fit in?
Science never makes things that do not have to do with what we feel, by which I mean what we want and what we fear.
My brother and I were both good at science, and we were both good at English literature. Either one of us could have gone either way.
Gardening is not a rational act.
We pulled the seeds out and scattered them on their flossy parachutes, leaving only the leathery brownish yellow tongue, soft as the inside of an elbow.
Whatever the scientists may come up with, writers and artists will continue to portray altered mental states, simply because few aspects of our nature fascinate people so much. The so-called mad person will always represent a possible future for every member of the audience - who knows when such a malady may strike?
Eating is our earliest metaphor, preceding our consciousness of gender difference, race, nationality, and language. We eat before we talk.