Go to Carmen's room and the sheets will still be signed with last night's love affair. So why does everyone want to kiss her?
Carmen will never marry. That's why we all follow her.
Freedom takes time, and time is as expensive as love.
Blame Carmen.
Red hair spread out like a bonfire somebody kicked over.
Eyes as dark as perfect storm.
Body like a book -- open it.
Touch as thin as glass, and as fragile, and as cutting, and as clear.
Carmen need desire -- that's all. You can blame her if you like, but what has she done wrong, except be herself?
Jeanette Winterson
