But who can remember pain, once itโs over? All that remains of it is a shadow, not in the mind even, in the flesh. Pain marks you, but too deep to see. Out of sight, out of mind.
Margaret AtwoodJimmy had been full of himself back then, thinks Snowman with indulgence and a little envy. Heโd been unhappy too, of course. It went without saying, his unhappiness. Heโd put a lot of energy into it.
Margaret AtwoodI planned my death carefully, unlike my life, which meandered along from one thing to another, despite my feeble attempts to control it.
Margaret AtwoodIn Shakespeare Saved My Life, [author Laura Bates] said she got better papers from [prisoners] than she got from people in her regular classes. Because she was teaching, of course, Macbeth, and a number of them had murdered people. The guy who wrote the best paper said, "You do have this, 'Is this a dagger which I see before me?' before you do it, but in my case it was a gun."
Margaret Atwood