Jeanette Winterson Quotes:
Ocupation: Writer
Life: b. August 27, 1959
Birthday: August 27
I remember once walking out hand in hand with a boy I knew, and it was summer, and suddenly before us was a field of gold. Gold as far as you could see. We knew we'd be rich forever. We filled our pockets and our hair. We were rolled in gold. We ran through the field laughing and our legs and feet were coated in yellow dust, so that we were like golden statues or golden gods. He kissed my feet, the boy I was with, and when he smiled, he had a gold tooth. It was only a field of buttercups, but we were young.
topic: Summer, Boys, Hair, Gold Teeth, Legs And Feet, Walking Out, Buttercup
