What a strange world this is when you can have as much sex as you like but love is taboo.

When a woman gives birth her waters break and she pours out the child and the child runs free.

Only later, much later, too late, did I understand how small she (Mrs Winterson) was to herself. The baby nobody picked up. The uncarried child still inside her.

Happy Valentines Day to those who have found love, in whatever shape or form, and to those who are still hunting, don't give up. If you feel bad, send yourself a card. You must be worth it...

I don't believe in happy endings.

Once you start recognizing your own obsessions, you know you're getting old.

Unlike him she knew this and sat many hours with her head in her hands, I thought then, to make the words fall out. But the words did not fall out and her feelings hung inside her, preserved.