“In fierceness, in heat, in longing, in risk, I find something of love’s nature. In my desire for you, I burn at the right temperature to walk through love’s fire. So when you ask me why I cannot love you more calmly, I answer that to love you calmly is not to love you at all.”

― Jeanette Winterson, The Powerbook

maybe we forget / where is the line / that separates / dreaming from drowning