on prurience in literature and the beauty of run-on sentences

The biography and the autobiography both pretend to honesty and frankness, offer to walk with the reader through unknown woods to sights not seen by other people. Both have the whiff of the bedroom about them even if they are not talking about sex. Voyeurism is a vice and a pleasure few of us can deny ourselves and because human beings are always curious and because human beings like to be in on a secret and because human beings are still not sophisticated enough or technological enough or dead enough yet to resist the lure of a good story, we can be taken in by someone who offers truth with a wink and says 'I'm telling you stories. Trust me.'

- Jeanette Winterson, "A Gift of Wings" pg 71, Art Objects: Essays on Ecstasy and Effontery.