Margaret Atwood Quotes

We have this idealized romanticism about how love might solve all of our problems, but then it doesn't.

It's a cold bowl of chili when love lets you down.

I went to prom with my boyfriend, but after the dance he left me at a party all by myself. It was awful!

Honest honey, I feel like crying every time I sit down to write you a letter... I am so unlucky.

If you fall in love with someone gay and you're the opposite gender, it's not going to work.

It would appear that love is dead. Or very likely in a bad way.

Sometimes you could be in an unhappy relationship; you are very much in love with someone, but it's making you unhappy and you think things can change and you can work it out.

When your heart is broken, you feel like no freaking book in the world could help you because a book is not the person who you love, who doesn't love you. However, books help, if only because they serve as something you can hold in your hand and throw across the room in agony.

I think many people can relate to that excruciating pain of love gone wrong. I'd rather have a broken arm than a broken heart.

Like you and your woman ain't gettin' along and you're in love. You can't sleep at nights. Your mind is on her - on whatever. You know, that's the blues. You can't hug that money at night. You can't kiss it.

Love and despair go hand in hand.

I think most people have experienced that at some point: being on one end or the other of a super-unbalanced relationship.

If you're really looking to hurt somebody's feelings, just break up with them.

We didn't know that Mother had gone through a passionate love affair or that Father suffered from severe depression. Mother was preparing to break out of her marriage, Father threatening to take his own life.

How do you bust out of the friend zone? It's a horrible place to be when you end up there unintentionally with someone you have a romantic interest in.

'Great Expectations', in short, is a more damning account of the mess Dickens himself had made of love than any denunciation on behalf of the outraged wives club could ever be.

We've all had our share of relationships failed.

Go moan for man. It's the pathos of people that gets us down, all the lovers in this dream.

Here I love you and the horizon hides you in vain. I love you still among these cold things. Sometimes my kisses go on those heavy vessels that cross the sea towards no arrival. I see myself forgotten like those old anchors. The piers sadden when the afternoon moors there. My life grows tired, hungry to no purpose. I love what I do not have. You are so far. My loathing wrestles with the slow twilights. But night comes and starts to sing to me.

You are sad because they abandon you and you have not fallen.

I would have done the same thing I did. I would have put all my energy into loving someone that wasn't you. I would have tried in vain, every day, to not think about you, and what could have been. What should have been. I would have tried to convince myself that there's no such thing as true love, except for the love you yourself make work, even though I know better....The bottom line is I never had any business marrying anyone who wasn't you.

It's the worst thing to fall in love with someone who will never stop disappointing you.

This was my one brush with love. Was it love? It felt awful enough. I spent another two years crawling around in the skin of it, smoking too much and growing too thin and having stray thoughts of jumping from my balcony like a tortured heroine in a Russian novel.

I love you,too, Garrett. But sometimes love isn't enough.