Old lovers go the way of old photographs, bleaching out gradually as in a slow bath of acid: first the moles and pimples, then the shadings. Then the faces themselves, until nothing remains but the general outlines.
Interpretation
Old love fades over time, becoming less vivid in memory and eventually losing its distinct features.
In this quote, Margaret Atwood reflects on the gradual fading of past relationships, comparing them to old photographs that lose their detail and clarity over time. Just as the imperfections and nuances of an image dissolve, so too do the memories and emotions associated with old lovers, leaving behind only a vague outline of what once was, emphasizing the transitory nature of love and connection.
In practice
This quote can be shared during a reflective speech about the nature of relationships.
If I am good enough and quiet enough, perhaps after all they will let me go; but it’s not easy being quiet and good, it’s like hanging on to the edge of a bridge when you’ve already fallen over; you don’t seem to be moving, just dangling there, and yet it is taking all your strength.
I would like to believe this is a story I’m telling. I need to believe it. I must believe it. Those who can believe that such stories are only stories have a better chance. If it’s a story I’m telling, then I have control over the ending. Then there will be an ending, to the story, and real life will come after it. I can pick up where I left off.
What else can I do? Once you've gone this far you aren't fit for anything else. Something happens to your mind. You're overqualified, overspecialized, and everybody knows it. Nobody in any other game would be crazy enough to hire me. I wouldn't even make a good ditch-digger, I'd start tearing apart the sewer-system, trying to pick-axe and unearth all those chthonic symbols - pipes, valves, cloacal conduits... No, no. I'll have to be a slave in the paper-mines for all time.
We love each other, that’s true whatever it means, but we aren’t good at it; for some it’s a talent, for others only an addiction.
I've learned quite a lot, over the years, by avoiding what I was supposed to be learning.
Knowing too much about other people puts you in their power, they have a claim on you, you are forced to understand their reasons for doing things and then you are weakened.
As gay young people, we are marginalized. As young people who are HIV-positive and have AIDS, we are totally written off.
You took the best, so why not take the rest?
Sex should be friendly. Otherwise stick to mechanical toys; it's more sanitary.
Love, children, and work, are the great sources of fertilizing contact between the individual and the rest of the world.
Like all good things, prayer requires some discipline. Yet I believe that life with God should seem more like friendship than duty. Prayer includes moments of ecstasy and also dullness, mindless distraction and acute concentration, flashes of joy and bouts of irritation. In other words, prayer has features in common with all relationships that matter.
The way you see people is the way you treat them.
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