What is it that you contain? The Dead. Time. Light patterns of millennia. The expanding universe opening in your gut. Are your twenty-three feet of intestines loaded with stars?
Jeanette WintersonThere is a certain seductiveness about dead things. You can ill treat, alter and recolour what's dead. It wonโt complain.
Jeanette WintersonI want to get to the end and feel that I've done all I could, given the limitations and given the opportunities.
Jeanette Winterson