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new jeanette winterson book... *sigh*
"it's better if i think of my life like that - part miracle, part madness. it's better if i accept that i can't control any of the things that matter. my life is a trail of shipwrecks and setsails. there are no arrivals, no destinations; there are only sandbanks and shipwreck; then another boat, another tide"
"we're here, there, not here, not there, swirling like specks of dust, claiming for ourselves the rights of the universe. being important, being nothing, being caught in lives of our own making that we never wanted. breaking out, trying again, wondering why the past comes with us, wondering how to talk about the past at all."
"the fossil record is always there, whether or not you discover it. the brittle ghosts of the past. memory is not like the surface of the water - either troubled or still. memory is layered. what you were was another life, but the evidence is somewhere in the rock - your trilobites and ammonites, your struggling life forms, just when you thought you could stand upright"
- Jeanette Winterson, Lighthousekeeping
"it's better if i think of my life like that - part miracle, part madness. it's better if i accept that i can't control any of the things that matter. my life is a trail of shipwrecks and setsails. there are no arrivals, no destinations; there are only sandbanks and shipwreck; then another boat, another tide"
"we're here, there, not here, not there, swirling like specks of dust, claiming for ourselves the rights of the universe. being important, being nothing, being caught in lives of our own making that we never wanted. breaking out, trying again, wondering why the past comes with us, wondering how to talk about the past at all."
"the fossil record is always there, whether or not you discover it. the brittle ghosts of the past. memory is not like the surface of the water - either troubled or still. memory is layered. what you were was another life, but the evidence is somewhere in the rock - your trilobites and ammonites, your struggling life forms, just when you thought you could stand upright"
- Jeanette Winterson, Lighthousekeeping