We live in a dancing matrix of viruses; they dart, rather like bees, from organism to organism, from plant to insect to mammal to me and back again, and into the sea, tugging along pieces of this genome, strings of genes from that, transplanting grafts of DNA, passing around heredity as though at a great party.

Those whose character is mean and vicious will rouse others to animosity against them.

you want to be free, there is no need to be afraid.

There’s only so long you can feel sorry for a person before you come to feel that their affliction is an act of malice committed by them against you.

Written By Margaret Atwood

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