Astronomy Quotes by Jeanette Winterson

12 Astronomy quotes by Jeanette Winterson

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Jeanette Winterson’s prose often drifts into the celestial, and these twelve lines reveal how she weaves emotional depth with the vastness of space, making the cosmos feel intimately personal.

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“My mother's eyes were like cold stars. She belonged in a different sky.”

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Whether you want to call it God or the mystery of the cosmos doesn't matter to me.

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“Under the night rug, the star rug, moon as lantern, man in the moon watching over us, dog star at his heels,…

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The fact is that every atom that we're made of is part of that first explosion of a nuclear star billions of…

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“When you follow a star you know you will never reach that star; rather it will guide you to where you want…

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What is it that you contain? The Dead. Time. Light patterns of millennia. The expanding universe opening in your gut. Are your…

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This is where the story starts, in this threadbare room. The walls are exploding. The windows have turned into telescopes. Moon and…

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At bed-time I went into my room and put out the light. I didn't get undressed. I lay on my bed and…

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“I read in a book that the stars can take you anywhere. I’ve never wanted to be an astronaut because of the…

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“Physics, mathematics, music, painting, my politics, my love for you, my work, the star-dust of my body, the spirit that impels it,…

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What is it that you contain? The dead. Time. Light patterns of millennia opening in your gut. Every minute, in each of…

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“Walk with me, hand in hand through the neon and styrofoam. Walk the razor blades and the broken hearts. Walk the fortune…

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“After nine nights must come ten and every desperate meeting only leaves you desperate for another. There is never enough to eat, never enough…

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You never give away your heart; you lend it from time to time. If it were not so, how could we take it back…

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I have found that I am not a space where people want to live, at least not without decorating first.

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“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…

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Every second the Universe divides into possibilities and most of those possibilities never happen. It is not a uni-verse -- there is more than…

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You are a pool of clear water where the light plays

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“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…

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What would it have meant to be happy? What would it have meant if things had been bright, clear, good between us?

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“Mrs Ratlow was a widow, and she was head of English, but she still did all the cooking and cleaning for her two sons,…

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“I shall have nowt to talk to now the baby is boiled.”

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“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…

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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.…

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“It took me a long time to realise that there are two kinds of writing: the one you write and the one that writes…

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A curse on this game. How can you stick at a game when the rules keep on changing? I shall call myself Alice and…

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“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…

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