What I wanted to do was to fasten my index finger and thumb at the bolts of your collar bone, push out, spread the web of my hand until it caught against your throat. You asked me if I wanted to strangle you. No, I wanted to fit you, not just in the obvious ways but in so many indentations.
Jeanette WintersonOne thing I am certain of, I do not want to be betrayed, but thats quite hard to say casually, at the beginning of a relationship. Itโs not a word people use very often, which confuses me, because there are different kinds of infidelity, but betrayal is betrayal wherever you find it. By betrayal, I mean promising to be on your side, and then being on somebody elseโs.
Jeanette WintersonGrowing up is difficult. Strangely, even when we have stopped growing physically, we seem to have to keep on growing emotionally, which involves both expansion and shrinkage, as some parts of us develop and others must be allowed to disappear...Rigidity never works; we end up being the wrong size for our world.
Jeanette WintersonI keep telling this story - different people, different places, different times - but always you, always me, always this story, because a story is a tight rope between two worlds.
Jeanette Winterson