Margaret Atwood

Love blurs your vision; but after it recedes, you can see more clearly than ever. It's like the tide going out, revealing whatever's been thrown away and sunk: broken bottles, old gloves, rusting pop cans, nibbled fishbodies, bones.
-Margaret Atwood, Cat's Eye

Another belief of mine: that everyone else my age is an adult, whereas I am merely in disguise.
-Margaret Atwood, Cat's Eye