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
When I was born I became the visible corner of a folded map. The map has more than one route. More than… — 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
The fact is that every atom that we're made of is part of that first explosion of a nuclear star billions of… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
It was actually books that started to make those pockets of freedom, which I hadn't otherwise experienced. I do see them as… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Cheating is easy. There's no swank to infidelity. To borrow against the trust someone has placed in you costs nothing at first.… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Don’t lie. You know you like to view but not to buy. I have found that I am not a space where… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Whoever it is you fall in love with for the first time, not just love but be in love with, is the… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
And so, from the first, we separated our pleasure. She lay on the rug and I lay at right angles to her… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
When I left home at sixteen I bought a small rug. It was my roll-up world. Whatever room, whatever temporary place I… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
No. Take the heart first. Then you don't feel the cold so much. The pain so much. With the heart gone, there's… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Love, they say, enslaves and passion is a demon and many have been lost for love. I know this is true, but… — 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
What is it that you contain? The dead. Time. Light patterns of millennia opening in your gut. Every minute, in each of… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
You were in my arms for the first time, and you said my name, 'Tristan.' I answered you: 'Isolde.' Isolde. The world… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
When I fell in love it was as though I looked into a mirror for the first time and saw myself. — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
The baby explodes into an unknown world that is only knowable through some kind of a story – of course that is… — 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
“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
