I could look at
an empty hole for hours
thinking it will
get something in it,
things. There is
an infinite emptiness
-Robert Creeley, “Joy”
“In this life you have to be your own hero.
By that I mean you have to win whatever it is that matters to you by your own strength and in your own way.
Like it or not, you are alone in a forest, just like all those fairy tales that begin with a hero who’s usually stupid but somehow brave, or who might be clever, but weak as a straw, and away he goes (don’t worry about the gender), cheered on by nobody, via the castles and the bears, and the old witch and the enchanted stream, and by and by (we hope) he’ll find the treasure.”” —Jeanette Winterson (The Powerbook)
“Do you fall in love often?”
Yes often. With a view, with a book, with a dog, a cat, with numbers, with friends, with complete strangers, with nothing at all.” —Jeanette Winterson, Gut Symmetries (via larmoyante)