When I left home at sixteen I bought a small rug. It was my roll-up world. Whatever room, whatever temporary place I had, I unrolled the rug. It was a map of myself. Invisible to others, but held in the rug, were all the places I had stayed - for a few weeks, for a few months. On the first night anywhere new I liked to lie in bed and look at the rug to remind myself that I had what I needed even though what I had was so little. Sometimes you have to live in precarious and temporary places. Unsuitable places. Wrong places. Sometimes the safe place won’t help you.
It doesn't have to be like that but mostly it is. - Jeanette Winterson
It doesn't have to be like that but mostly it is.
- Jeanette Winterson
Everything is imprinted for ever with what it once was. - Jeanette Winterson
Everything is imprinted for ever with what it once was.
She hated being a nobody and like all children, adopted or not, I have had to live out some of her unlived life. We do that for our parents - we don'… - Jeanette Winterson
She hated being a nobody and like all children, adopted or not, I have had to live out some of her unlived life. We do that for our parents - we don'…
Life was a pre-death experience. - Jeanette Winterson
Life was a pre-death experience.
Do it from the heart or not at all. - Jeanette Winterson
Do it from the heart or not at all.
There are two facts that all children need to disprove sooner or later; mother and father. If you go on believing in the fiction of your own parents,… - Jeanette Winterson
There are two facts that all children need to disprove sooner or later; mother and father. If you go on believing in the fiction of your own parents,…
There’s no story that’s the start of itself. - Jeanette Winterson
There’s no story that’s the start of itself.
Tell me a story, Pew. What kind of story, child? A story with a happy ending. There’s no such thing in all the world. As a happy ending? As an ending. - Jeanette Winterson
Tell me a story, Pew. What kind of story, child? A story with a happy ending. There’s no such thing in all the world. As a happy ending? As an ending.
In this life, you have to be your own hero. - Jeanette Winterson
In this life, you have to be your own hero.
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