I felt like a seed in a pomegranate. Some say that the pomegranate was the real apple of Eve, fruit of the womb, I would eat my way into perdition to taste you.
Jeanette WintersonI looked at my palms trying to see the other life, the parallel life. The point at which my selves broke away and one married a fat man and the other stayed here.
Jeanette WintersonWhen a woman gives birth her waters break and she pours out the child and the child runs free.
Jeanette WintersonNobody knows anything about Shakespeare the person. It's all legend, it is all rumor.
Jeanette Winterson