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I wanted to forget the past, but it refused to forget me; it waited for sleep, then cornered me.

I wanted to forget the past, but it refused to forget me; it waited for sleep, then cornered me.

Margaret Atwood
Sleep, Past, Forget
Margaret Atwood (2012). “Lady Oracle”, p.228, Simon and Schuster

This is the solstice, the still point of the sun, its cusp and midnight, the year's threshold and unlocking, where the past lets go of and becomes the future; the place of caught breath.

Margaret Atwood
Letting Go, Past, Years
Margaret Atwood (2015). “Morning in the Burned House”, p.135, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

Our biggest technology that we ever, ever invented was articulated language with built-out grammar. It is that that allows us to imagine things far in the future and things way back in the past.

Margaret Atwood
Past, Technology, Way
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He doesn't know which is worse, a past he can't regain or a present that will destroy him if he looks at it too clearly. Then there's the future. Sheer vertigo.

Margaret Atwood
Past, Looks, Vertigo
Margaret Atwood (2004). “Oryx and Crake”, p.147, Anchor

But thoughtless ingratitude is the armour of the young; without it, how would they ever get through life? The old wish the young well, but they wish them ill also: they would like to eat them up, and absorb their vitality, and remain immortal themselves. Without the protection of surliness and levity, all children would be crushed by the past - the past of others, loaded on their shoulders. Selfishness is their saving grace.

Margaret Atwood
Children, Past, Grace
Margaret Atwood (2007). “The Blind Assassin: A Novel”, p.419, Anchor

While in a vintage restaurant..."the past isn't quaint while you're in it. Only at a safe distance, later, when you see it as decor, not as the shape your life's been squeezed into.

Margaret Atwood
Distance, Past, Vintage

It had helped to keep her sane, that writing. Then, when time had begun again and real people had entered it, she'd abandoned it here. Now it's a whisper from the past. Is that what writing amounts to? The voice your ghost would have, if it had a voice?

Margaret Atwood
Real, Writing, Past
Margaret Atwood (2013). “MaddAddam: Book 3 of The MaddAddam Trilogy”, p.282, Anchor

God gave unto the Animals A wisdom past our power to see: Each knows innately how to live, Which we must learn laboriously.

Margaret Atwood
Animal, Past, Knows
Margaret Atwood (2014). “The MaddAddam Trilogy Bundle: The Year of the Flood; Oryx & Crake; MaddAddam”, p.614, Anchor

As all historians know, the past is a great darkness, and filled with echoes.

Margaret Atwood
Past, Echoes, Darkness
Margaret Atwood (1986). “The Handmaid's Tale”, p.311, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

When we think of the past it's the beautiful things we pick out. We want to believe it was all like that.

Margaret Atwood
Beautiful, Believe, Past
Margaret Atwood (1986). “The Handmaid's Tale”, p.30, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

Without the protection of surliness and levity, all children would be crushed by the past—the past of others, loaded onto their shoulders. Selfishness is their saving grace.

Margaret Atwood
Children, Past, Grace
Margaret Atwood (2007). “The Blind Assassin: A Novel”, p.419, Anchor

I would not change [my past work] anymore than I would airbrush a photo of myself.

Margaret Atwood
Past, My Past

The past is a closed door.

Margaret Atwood
Past, Doors, Closed Doors
Margaret Atwood (2009). “The Year of the Flood”, p.101, Anchor

And sometimes it happened, for a time. That kind of love comes and goes and is hard to remember afterwards, like pain. You would look at the man one day and you would think, I loved you, and the tense would be past, and you would be filled with a sense of wonder, because it was such an amazing and precarious and dumb thing to have done; and you would know too why your friends have been evasive about it, at the time.

Margaret Atwood
Love, Pain, Past
Margaret Atwood (1986). “The Handmaid's Tale”, p.226, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

History, as I recall, was never this winsome, and especially not this clean, but the real thing would never sell: most people prefer a past in which nothing smells.

Margaret Atwood
Real, Past, Smell
Margaret Atwood (2007). “The Blind Assassin: A Novel”, p.52, Anchor

As all historians know, the past is a great darkness, and filled with echoes. Voices may reach us from it; but what they say to us is imbued with the obscurity of the matrix out of which they come; and try as we may, we cannot always decipher them precisely in the clearer light of our day.

Margaret Atwood
Past, Echoes, Light
Margaret Atwood (1986). “The Handmaid's Tale”, p.311, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

As soon as you have a language that has a past tense and a future tense you're going to say, 'Where did we come from, what happens next?' The ability to remember the past helps us plan the future.

Margaret Atwood
Past, Next, Helping

I'm a refugee from the past, and like other refugees I go over the customs and habits of being I've left or been forced to leave behind me, and it all seems just as quaint, from here, and I am just as obsessive about it.

Margaret Atwood
Past, Habit, Quaint
"The Handmaid's Tale". Book by Margaret Atwood, 1985.

I didn't much like it, this grudge-holding against the past.

Margaret Atwood
Past, Grudge
Margaret Atwood (1986). “The Handmaid's Tale”, p.201, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

A movie about the past is not the same as the past.

Margaret Atwood
Past
Margaret Atwood (1986). “The Handmaid's Tale”, p.235, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

Walking along past the store windows, into which she peers with her usual eagerness, her usual sense that maybe, today, she will discover behind them something that will truly be worth seeing, she feels as if her feet are not on cement at all but on ice. The blade of the skate floats, she knows, on a thin film of water, which it melts by pressure and which freezes behind it. This is the freedom of the present tense, this sliding edge.

Margaret Atwood
Past, Feet, Ice
Margaret Atwood (2012). “Bluebeard's Egg”, p.257, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

Toast was a pointless invention from the Dark Ages. Toast was an implement of torture that caused all those subjected to it to regurgitate in verbal form the sins and crimes of their past lives. Toast was a ritual item devoured by fetishists in the belief that it would enhance their kinetic and sexual powers. Toast cannot be explained by any rational means. Toast is me. I am toast.

Margaret Atwood
Mean, Dark, Past
"Oryx and Crake". Book by Margaret Atwood, 2003.

So Crake never remembered his dreams. It's Snowman that remembers them instead. Worse than remembers: he's immersed in them, he'd wading through them, he's stuck in them. Every moment he's lived in the past few months was dreamed first by Crake. No wonder Crake screamed so much.

Margaret Atwood
Dream, Past, Months
Margaret Atwood (2004). “Oryx and Crake”, p.218, Anchor

Time folds you in its arms and gives you one last kiss, and then it flattens you out and folds you up and tucks you away until it's time for you to become someone else's past time, and then time folds again.

Margaret Atwood
Kissing, Past, Giving
Margaret Atwood (2007). “The Tent”, p.101, Anchor

All writers must go from now to once a upon a time; all must go from here to there; all must descend to where the stories are kept; all must take care not to be captured and held immobile by the past.

Margaret Atwood
Past, Stories, Care
Margaret Atwood (2002). “Negotiating with the Dead: A Writer on Writing”, p.178, Cambridge University Press

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