‘I miss God. I miss the company of someone utterly loyal. I still don’t think of God as my betrayer. The servants of God, yes, but servants by their very nature betray. I miss God who was my friend. I don’t even know if God exists, but I do know that if God is your emotional role model, very few human relationships will match up to it.’

– Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not The Only Fruit 


An image of the universe filled the TV screen. It was a universe that was infinite and yet somehow forever expanding. I remembered how some people at church had believed the universe was a trick from God. They’d said God had hung it up, like a curtain, to test our faith. There was something about this that I wanted to tell Alex, but it was like looking through tracing paper, and I couldn’t see what it was. I wished I could just peel myself open, so he could see what I was really made of.

– Roseena Hussain, Novel in progress