Are we all living like this? Two lives, the ideal outer life and the inner imaginative life where we keep our secrets?
Jeanette WintersonMots clés imagination reality jeanette-winterson sexing-the-cherry
Language always betrays us, tells the truth when we want to lie, and dissolves into formlessness when we would most like to be precise.
Jeanette WintersonMots clés truth language lie jeanette-winterson sexing-the-cherry
It is a true saying, that what you fear you find.
Jeanette WintersonFor fate may hang on any moment and at any moment be changed.
Jeanette WintersonMots clés fate change jeanette-winterson sexing-the-cherry
When a woman gives birth her waters break and she pours out the child and the child runs free.
Jeanette WintersonMots clés woman child birth pregnancy jeanette-winterson sexing-the-cherry
Who taught you to write in blood on my back? Who taught you to use your hands as branding irons? You have scored your name into my shoulders, referenced me with your mark. The pads of your fingers have become printing blocks, you tap a message on to my skin, tap meaning into my body.
Jeanette WintersonI 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 WintersonWhat are you that makes me feel thus? Who are you for whom time has no meaning?
Jeanette WintersonMots clés time
Now that I have lost you I cannot allow you to develop, you must be a photograph not a poem.
Jeanette WintersonI'm not looking for God, only for myself, and that is far more complicated. God has a great deal written about Him; nothing has been written about me.
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