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“A mother's life is sacred. Even a badly behaved mother's life is sacred—witness my foul cousin Clytemnestra, adulteress, butcher of her husband, tormentor of her children—and nobody said I was a badly behaved mother. But I did not appreciate the barrage of surly monosyllables and resentful glances I was getting from my own son.”

Quote by Margaret Atwood

Book:The Penelopiad
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The Penelopiad

In this novel, the author reimagines the story of Penelope, the wife of Odysseus, from the viewpoints of the women who served her during her husband's long journey. The narrative explores themes of power, loyalty, and the role of women in ancient Greek society. more

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Margaret Atwood
Margaret Atwood

Margaret Atwood is a renowned Canadian poet, novelist, playwright, and critic, born on November 18, 1939. Her works are known for their unique style and profound insights into social issues, with notable titles including 'The Handmaid's Tale' and 'Cat's Eye'. more

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