I wonder which is preferable, to walk around all your life swollen up with your own secrets until you burst from the pressure of them, or to have them sucked out of you, every paragraph, every sentence, every word of them, so at the end you're depleted of all that was once as precious to you as hoarded gold, as close to you as your skin - everything that was of the deepest importance to you, everything that made you cringe and wish to conceal, everything that belonged to you alone - and must spend the rest of your days like an empty sack flapping in the wind, an empty sack branded with a bright fluorescent label so that everyone will know what sort of secrets used to be inside you?
Margaret AtwoodStichwörter: simile secrets metaphor margaret-atwood the-blind-assassin
I didn't know I was about to be left with her idea of me; with her idea of my goodness pinned onto me like a badge and no chance to throw it back at her (as would have been the normal course of affairs with a mother and a daughter—if she'd lived, as I'd grown older).
Margaret AtwoodStichwörter: the-blind-assassin
How I would like to have them back, those pointless afternoons - the boredom, the aimlessness, the unformed possibilities.
Margaret AtwoodStichwörter: the-blind-assassin
In case you're wondering, vanity never ends.
Margaret AtwoodStichwörter: the-blind-assassin
One look at a banana and you can tell it came from outer space.
Margaret AtwoodStichwörter: the-blind-assassin
Stick a shovel in the ground almost anywhere and some horrible thing or other will come to light.
Margaret AtwoodStichwörter: margaret-atwood the-blind-assassin
The Three of them were beautiful, in the way all girls of that age are beautiful. It can't be helped, that sort of beauty, nor can it be conserved; it's a freshness, a plumpness of the cells, that's unearned and temporary, and that nothing can replicate. None of them was satisfied with it, however; already they were making attempts to alter themselves into some impossible, imaginary mould, plucking and pencilling away at their faces. I didn't blame them, having done the same once myself.
Margaret AtwoodStichwörter: beauty youth makeup margaret-atwood the-blind-assassin young-girls
Sympathy from strangers can be ruinous.
Margaret AtwoodStichwörter: melancholy sadness strangers margaret-atwood the-blind-assassin
The ancestral voices were prophesying war because ancestral voices never shut up, and they hate to be wrong, and war is a sure thing, sooner or later.
Margaret AtwoodStichwörter: war margaret-atwood the-blind-assassin prophesy
We'll choose knowledge no matter what, we'll maim ourselves in the process, we'll stick our hands into the flames for it if necessary. Curiosity is not our only motive; love or grief or despair or hatred is what drives us on. We'll spy relentlessly on the dead; we'll open their letters, we'll read their journals, we'll go through their trash, hoping for a hint, a final word, an explanation, from those who have deserted us--who've left us holding the bag, which is often a good deal emptier than we'd supposed.
Margaret AtwoodStichwörter: knowledge curiosity margaret-atwood the-blind-assassin snooping
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