Writers and books are cheap dates, especially when you compare the cost of a book with a ticket to the opera - or an NHL game.
Margaret AtwoodWhatโs with her?โ says the painter. โSheโs mad because sheโs a woman,โ Jon says. This is something I havenโt heard for years, not since high school. Once it was a shaming thing to say, and crushing to have it said about you, by a man. It implied oddness, deformity, sexual malfunction. I go to the living room doorway. โIโm not mad because Iโm a woman,โ I say. โIโm mad because youโre an asshole.
Margaret AtwoodI feel despised there, for having so little money; also for once having had so much. I never actually had it, of course. Father had it, and then Richard. But money was imputed to me, the same way crimes are imputed to those who've simply been present at them.
Margaret Atwood