The only way you can write the truth is to assume that what you set down will never be read. Not by any other person, and not even by yourself at some later date. Otherwise you begin excusing yourself. You must see the writing as emerging like a long scroll of ink from the index finger of your right hand; you must see your left hand erasing it.
Margaret AtwoodYou quickly find, when you are a hand-reader as I am, that nothing interests people so much as themselves.
Margaret AtwoodWhen they're gone out of his head, these words, they'll be gone, everywhere, forever. As if they had never been.
Margaret AtwoodIn the evenings there's been thunder, a distant bumping and stumbling, like God on a sullen binge.
Margaret Atwood