The stories we sit up late to hear are love stories. It seems that we cannot know enough about this riddle of our lives. We go back and back to the same scenes, the same words, trying to scrape out the meaning. Nothing could be more familiar than love. Nothing else eludes us so completely.
Jeanette WintersonAugust. We were arguing. You want love to be like this every day don't you? 92 degrees even in the shade.
Jeanette WintersonThere is a certain seductiveness about dead things. You can ill treat, alter and recolour what's dead. It wonโt complain.
Jeanette WintersonShe said sheโd often wondered why she wanted to do some things and not do other things at all. Well, it was obvious with some things, but for others, there was no reason there. Sheโd spent a long time puzzling it out, then she thought that what youโd done in a past life you didnโt need to do again, and what you had to do in the future, you wouldnโt be ready to do now.
Jeanette Winterson