Katie Green

“There isn’t a parallel of latitude but thinks it would have been the equator if it had had its rights.”
― Mark Twain

“You said, ‘I’m going to leave him because my love for you makes any other life a lie.’ I’ve hidden those words in the lining of my coat. I take them out like a jewel thief when no-one’s watching. They haven’t faded. Nothing about you has faded. You are still the colour of my blood. You are my blood. When I look in the mirror it’s not my own face I see. Your body is twice. Once you once me. Can I be sure which is which?”
― Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body

“I've lived my life like a serial killer; finish with one part, strangle it and move on to the next. Life in neat little boxes is life in neat little coffins, the dead bodies of the past laid out side by side. I am discovering, now, in the late afternoon of the day, that the dead still speak.”
― Jeanette Winterson, Gut Symmetries

“The typhoon had got on Jukes' nerves”
― joseph conrad, Youth/Heart of Darkness/Typhoon