“I was worrying about the milk, about my children falling in love, about the creatures who crawled through the dark towards us, their ancestors, their loving assassins, breathing 'Why?' like a cold wind.” — Penelope Mortimer Copy Share Image
“I want to fly from a window and pour through the air like a wind of love to raise his hair and slide into the palms of his hands.” — Penelope Mortimer Copy Share Image
“I don't know who I am, I don't know what I'm like, how can I know what I want? I only know that whether… — Penelope Mortimer Copy Share Image
“I have tried to be honest with you, although I suppose that you would really have been more interested in my not being honest.… — Penelope Mortimer Copy Share Image
“I began drinking because the thought that I was drinking gave me a kind of identity: each time I poured myself a brandy in… — Penelope Mortimer Copy Share Image
“I was worrying about the milk, about my children falling in love, about the creatures who crawled through the dark towards us, their ancestors,… — Penelope Mortimer Copy Share Image
“When I was fourteen I had the world at my feet but somebody didn't do their job properly and allowed me to sin.” — Penelope Mortimer Copy Share Image
“I want to fly from a window and pour through the air like a wind of love to raise his hair and slide into… — Penelope Mortimer Copy Share Image
“But it is arrogance that keeps one alive: the belief that one can choose, that one' choice is important, that one is responsible only… — Penelope Mortimer Copy Share Image
