One day, tens of millions of years from now, someone will find me rusted into the mud of a world they have never seen, and when they crumble me between their fingers, it will be you they find.
Jeanette WintersonHappiness is a specific. Misery is a generalization. People usually know exactly why they are happy. They very rarely know why they are miserable.
Jeanette WintersonWhen we let ourselves respond to poetry, to music, to pictures, we are clearing a space where new stories can root, in effect we are clearing a space for new stories about ourselves.
Jeanette WintersonI realised something important: whatever is on the outside can be taken away at any time. Only what is inside you is safe.
Jeanette Winterson