The reader cannot see into your heart. He will know only what you tell him. Make the blind see your words. Make the hard-hearted feel. Make the deaf hear.
Margaret AtwoodThe objects I chose were designed to hold something, but I didn't fill them up. They remained empty. They were little symbolic shrines to thirst.
Margaret AtwoodBecause I am a mother, I am capable of being shocked: as I never was when I was not one.
Margaret Atwood