Margaret Atwood Quotes About Dreams

Quotes about: Dreams

• When you're young, you think everything you do is disposable. You move from now to now, crumpling time up in your hands, tossing it away. You're your own speeding car. You think you can get rid of things, and people too—leave them behind. You don't yet know about the habit they have, of coming back. Time in dreams is frozen. You can never get away from where you've been.

  Margaret Atwood

  Dream, Moving, Thinking

  FaceBook post by Margaret Atwood from Feb 14, 2012

• Instead I will say, "Take me to your trees. Take me to your breakfasts, your sunsets, your bad dreams, your shoes, your nouns. Take me to your fingers; take me to your deaths." These are worth it. These are what I have come for.

  Margaret Atwood

  Dream, Sunset, Shoes

  Margaret Atwood (2011). “Good Bones and Simple Murders”, p.138, Nan A. Talese

• For me the experience of writing is really an experience of losing control.... I think it's very much like dreaming or like surfing. You go out there and wait for a wave, and when it comes it takes you somewhere and you don't know where it'll go.

  Margaret Atwood

  Dream, Writing, Thinking

  "Margaret Atwood On The Internet" by Charley Locke, therumpus.net. July 3, 2012.

• By now you know: I come from another planet. But I will never say to you, "Take me to your leaders." Even I--unused to your ways though I am--would never make that mistake. We ourselves have such beings among us, made of cogs, pieces of paper, small disks of shiny metal, scraps of coloured cloth. I do not need to encounter more of them. Instead I will say, "Take me to your trees. Take me to your breakfasts, your sunsets, your bad dreams, your shoes, your nouns. Take me to your fingers; take me to your deaths." These are worth it. These are what I have come for.

  Margaret Atwood

  Dream, Mistake, Sunset

• Popular art is the dream of society; it does not examine itself.

  Margaret Atwood

  Dream, Art, Society

  Margaret Atwood (2006). “Waltzing Again: New and Selected Conversations with Margaret Atwood”

• But my dreaming self refuses to be consoled. It continues to wander, aimless, homeless, alone. It cannot be convinced of its safety by any evidence drawn from my waking life.

  Margaret Atwood

  Dream, Self, Safety

  Margaret Atwood (2008). “Moral Disorder and Other Stories”, p.87, Anchor

• In my dreams of this city I am always lost.

  Margaret Atwood

  Dream, Cities, Lost

  Margaret Atwood (2011). “Cat's Eye”, p.27, Anchor

• 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

• The newspaper stories were like dreams to us, bad dreams dreamt by others. How awful, we would say, and they were, but they were awful without being believable. They were too melodramatic, they had a dimension that was not the dimension of our lives. We were the people who were not in the papers. We lived in the blank white spaces at the edges of print. It gave us more freedom. We lived in the gaps between the stories.

  Margaret Atwood

  Dream, White, Space

  Margaret Atwood (1986). “The Handmaid's Tale”, p.57, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

• Time in dreams is frozen. You can never get away from where you've been.

  Margaret Atwood

  Dream, Frozen, Get Away

  Margaret Atwood (2000). “The Blind Assassin”, Random House Large Print Publishing

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