I 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.
Interpretation
The quote expresses deep longing and desire, comparing intense feelings of love to the experience of being a seed within a pomegranate.
In this quote, Jeanette Winterson uses the metaphor of a seed within a pomegranate to depict the complexity of desire and love. The pomegranate symbolizes richness and hidden depths, suggesting that the feelings are both nourishing and potentially destructive. By referencing the biblical apple associated with temptation, Winterson implies that this love is both intoxicating and perilous, highlighting the dichotomy of pleasure and suffering in passionate relationships.
In practice
This quote could be used in a romantic letter to express deep feelings for a partner.
What is remembered is not a deed in stone but a metaphor. Meta = above. Pheren = to carry. That which is carried above the literalness of life. A way of thinking that avoids the problems of gravity. The word won't let me down. The single word that can release me from all that unuttered weight.
Reading things that are relevant to the facts of your life is of limited value. The facts are, after all, only the facts, and the yearning passionate part of you will not be met there. That is why reading ourselves as a fiction as well as fact is so liberating. The wider we read the freer we become.
I have a list of titles that I leave at the [library] desk, because they are bound to be written some day, and it's best to be ahead of the queue.
Woolf wanted to say dangerous things in Orlando but she did not want to say them in the missionary position.
In that house, you will find my heart. You must break in, Henri, and get it back for me.' Was she mad? We had been talking figuratively. Her heart was in her body like mine. I tried to explain this to her, but she took my hand and put it against her chest. Feel for yourself.
History is a string full of knots, the best you can do is admire it, and maybe tie it up a bit more. History is a hammock for swinging and a game for playing.
I loved you; even now I may confess, Some embers of my love their fire retain; But do not let it cause you more distress, I do not want to sadden you again. Hopeless and tongue tied, yet I loved you dearly With pangs the jealous and the timid know; So tenderly I loved you, so sincerely, I pray God grant another love you so.
Emerson said, Do you love me? means Do you see the same truth?-Or at least, "Do you care about the same truth?
Bird and bear and hare and fish, give my love her fondest wish.
Because of a great love, one is courageous.
Some men know that a light touch of the tongue, running from a woman's toes to her ears, lingering in the softest way possible in various places in between, given often enough and sincerely enough, would add immeasurably to world peace.
The moment we choose to love we begin to move towards freedom.
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