Margaret Atwood Quotes

A pedestal is the most insidious prison ever devised.

Each man is his own prisoner, in solitary confinement for life.

Those who build walls are their own prisoners.

There's no way out of here.

To arrive is to be in prison.

I thought how unpleasant it is to be locked out; and I thought how it is worse, perhaps, to be locked in.

Something there is that does not love a wall.

I did a lot of research on what solitary confinement does to you, how you become acclimated to being surrounded by people again after being by yourself for such a long time. It's really a horrific thing. It's definitely worth considering it as torture. We're just not meant to be in solitary confinement.

I really don't like being in jail.

I behave. I lock myself in my hotel room every night.

Nothing is not only nothing. It is also our prison.

There is nothing like the bootless solitude of those who are caged together.

Our achievements are generally limited only by the beliefs we impose on ourselves.

Why lock yourself in your own cage when someone is handing you a key?

We are all living in cages with the door wide open.

There can be many bars, wires that keep a person trapped. All of them don't have to have been created for the purpose of harming or caging the bird, but they still serve that function.

The world is a prison in which solitary confinement is preferable.

Do not reveal, if liberty is precious to you; my face is the prison of love.

I have always had plenty of friends, and now at age sixty, I face four walls as a common prisoner.

I've been so used to thinking of what the borders are keeping out that I haven't considered that they're also penning us in.

For me, it's all about being in a tiny room with little windows. It's almost like you have to be in a prison.

Fences are made for those who cannot fly.

The irony of prison is that it takes years and years and years to plan an elaborate escape, but all you have is years and years and years.

You are all in jail. Each alone, solitary, with a heap of what he owns. You live in prison, die in prison. It is all I can see in your eyes - the wall, the wall!

I mean, what is prison, really, except a good bar without the liquor?