You fit into melike a hook into an eyea fish hookan open eye - Margaret Atwood

"Perhaps I write for no one. Perhaps for the same person children are writing for when they scrawl their names in the snow."

"War is what happens when language fails."

"The Eskimo has fifty-names for snow because it is important to them; there ought to be as many for love."

"A word after a word after a word is power."

"You fit into melike a hook into an eyea fish hookan open eye"