“He scarred her arm...but she did not care because she loved him and she knew that love leaves a wound that leaves… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Infatuation.First Love.Lust.My passion can be explained away.But this is sure: Whatever she touches, she reveals — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“What a strange world this is when you can have as much sex as you like but love is taboo.” — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“Romantic love has been diluted into paperback form and has sold thousands and millions of copies. Somewhere it is still in the… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
We fear passion and laugh at too much love and those who love too much. And still we long to feel. — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
To me, these days will never end. I am always there, in that room with her, or if not I, the imprint… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“I love badly. That is too little or too much. I throw myself over an unsuitable cliff, only to reel back in… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“The body can endure compromise and the mind can be seduced by it. Only the heart protests.” — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Words like passion and ecstasy, we learn them but they stay flat on the page. Sometimes we try to turn them over,… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
You play, you win, you play, you lose. You play. It’s the playing that’s irresistible. Dicing from one year to the next… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Do all lovers feel helpless and valiant in the presence of the beloved? Helpless because the need to roll over like a… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Love demands expression. It will not stay still, stay silent, be good, be modest, be seen and not heard, no. It will… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“Every second the Universe divides into possibilities and most of those possibilities never happen. It is not a uni-verse — there is… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
I like being on my own better than I like anything else, but I can't give up love. Maybe it's the tension… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
The stories we sit up late to hear are love stories. It seems that we cannot know enough about this riddle of… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
I want someone who is fierce and will love me until death and knows that love is as strong as death, and… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
It's only a story, you say. So it is, and the rest of life with it - creation story, love story, horror,… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“That night two lovers whispering under the lead canopy of the church were killed by their own passion. Their effusion of words,… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
I like the way the morning can be stormy and the afternoon clear and sparkly as a jewel in the water. Put… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
The secret of the world is this: the world is entirely circular and you will go round and round endlessly, never finding… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
There's no such thing as effortless beauty - you should know that. There's no effort which is not beautiful - lifting a… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“There is a bit [in Why Be Happy When You Could be Normal? ] where I talk about 'keeping the heart awake… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“There is talk in the village that there is more in these sewers than sewerage. Yes, I say, Yes. But not only… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Academics love to make theories about a body of work, but each book consumes the writer and is the sum of his… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“Children do not find fault with their parents until later. In the beginning, the love you get is the love that sets.” — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“Don't you think it's strange that life, described as so rich and full, a camel-trail of adventure, should shrink to this coin… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Wherever love is, I want to be, I will follow it as surely as the land-locked salmon finds the sea. — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
You said, 'I love you.' Why is it that the most unoriginal thing we can say to one another is still the… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“I may be cynical when I say that very rarely is the beloved more than a shaping spirit for the lover's dreams.” — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Your weak point is the open, vulnerable place where you can always be hurt. Love, in all its aspects, opens the self… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“It's the cliches that cause the trouble. A precise emotion seeks a precise expression. If what I feel is not precise than… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“How long before the shouting starts? How long before the tears and the accusations and the pain? That specific stone n the… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“My experience has been that times always ends. In theory, you are right, the quantum physicists are right, the religious and romantics… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“Physics, mathematics, music, painting, my politics, my love for you, my work, the star-dust of my body, the spirit that impels it,… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“I've turned myself inside out to try and avoid what happened today. You affect me in ways I can't quantify or contain.… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Her butler opened it for her. His name was Boredom. She said, 'Boredom, fetch me a plaything.' He said 'Very good ma'am,'… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
What to say? That the end of love is a haunting. A haunting of dreams. A haunting of silence. Haunted by ghosts… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“Pulsar: a dying star spinning under its own exploding anarchic energy, like a lighthouse on speed. A star the size of a… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“Mrs. Winterson did not have a soothing personality. Ask for reassurance and it would never come. I never asked her if she… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“After nine nights must come ten and every desperate meeting only leaves you desperate for another. There is never enough to eat, never enough… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share
You never give away your heart; you lend it from time to time. If it were not so, how could we take it back… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share
I have found that I am not a space where people want to live, at least not without decorating first. — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share
“Yes. Just pass me my leg will you? It's on top of the wardrobe where he threw it, and I think my right arm… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share
Every second the Universe divides into possibilities and most of those possibilities never happen. It is not a uni-verse -- there is more than… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share
“It's the cliches that cause the trouble. A precise emotion seeks a precise expression. If what I feel is not precise than how should… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share
What would it have meant to be happy? What would it have meant if things had been bright, clear, good between us? — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share
“Mrs Ratlow was a widow, and she was head of English, but she still did all the cooking and cleaning for her two sons,… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share
“What art does is to coax us away from the mechanical and towards the miraculous. The so-called uselessness of art is a clue to… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share
Happy Valentines Day to those who have found love, in whatever shape or form, and to those who are still hunting, don’t give up.… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share
“It took me a long time to realise that there are two kinds of writing: the one you write and the one that writes… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share
A curse on this game. How can you stick at a game when the rules keep on changing? I shall call myself Alice and… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share
“He turned away and I turned to him in vivid heat to look on the sun-dried world. The groves and towers were gone. The… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share