This hole in my heart is in the shape of you. No one else can fit it. Why would I want them to?
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 WintersonThe curious are always in some danger. If you are curious you might never come home.
Jeanette WintersonWhen my friend Melot set the trap, I think I knew it. I turned to death full face, as I had turned to love with my whole body. I would let death enter me as you had entered me. You had crept along my blood vessels through the wound, and the blood that circulates returns to the heart. You circulated me, you made me blush like a girl in the hoop of your hands. You were in my arteries and my lymph, you were the colour just under my skin, and if I cut myself, it was you I bled. Red Isolde, alive on my fingers, and always the force of blood pushing you back to my heart.
Jeanette WintersonI do not accept that life has an ordinary shape, or that there is anything ordinary about life at all. We make it ordinary, but it is not.
Jeanette WintersonCheating is easy. There's no swank to infidelity. To borrow against the trust someone has placed in you costs nothing at first. You get away with it, you take a little more and a little more until there is no more to draw on. Oddly, your hands should be full with all that taking but when you open them there's nothing there.
Jeanette Winterson