“And here's the shock -- when you risk it, when you do the right thing, when you arrive at the borders of… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“My grandmother whispering to herself, over and over, "David is in heaven now, David is in heaven now,' my mind repeating Schrodinger's… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
There is no greater grief than to find no happiness, but happiness in what is past. — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Unhappiness is selfish, grief is selfish. For whom are the tears? — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“What's left? Romance. Love's counterfeit free of charge to all. Fall into my arms and the world with its sorrows will shrink… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“How could I not go on talking to you? How could I not expect to see you when it's the end of… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“Hold in, hold in, one crack and the wall is breached. I need now to be finite, self-contained, to stop this bacterial… — 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
