Books and doors are the same thing. You open them, and you go through into another world. — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Books, for me, are a home. Books don’t make a home – they are one, in the sense that just as you… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
There are those who say that temptation can be barricaded beyond the door. The ones who think that stray desires can be… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Yes, the stories are dangerous, she was right. A book is a magic carpet that flies you off elsewhere. A book is… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
While I can’t have you, I long for you. I am the kind of person who would miss a train or a… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
This is where the story starts, in this threadbare room. The walls are exploding. The windows have turned into telescopes. Moon and… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Our own front door can be a wonderful thing, or a sight we dread; rarely is it only a door. — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
There is still a popular fantasy, long since disproved by both psychoanalysis and science, and never believed by any poet or mystic,… — 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 Image
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 Image
I have found that I am not a space where people want to live, at least not without decorating first. — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
“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 Image
“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 Image
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 Image
