You never give away your heart; you lend it from time to time. If it were not so, how could we take… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“He would love her if she were a wolf that tore out his heart. And he wondered what that said about love.” — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
your morse code interferes with my heart beat. I had a steady heart before you, I replied upon it, it had seen… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Men will gamble and plot and fight and fall, all for the winning of a trophy. A woman's heart, a piece of… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
There's a whole generation growing up thinking you shouldn't seek knowledge for its own sake, and that theatre and art and books… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Love's lengthways splits the heart in two - the heart where you are, the heart where you want to be. — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
When my friend Melot set the trap, I think I knew it. I turned to death full face, as I had turned… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
I feel in colour, strong tones that I hue down for the comfort of the pastelly inclined. Beige and magnolia and a… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
People do go back, but they don't survive, because two realities are claiming them at the same time. Such things are too… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
In that house, you will find my heart. You must break in, Henri, and get it back for me.' Was she mad?… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Who taught you to write in blood on my back? Who taught you to use your hands as branding irons? You have… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Every believer is an anarchist at heart. True believers would rather see governments topple and history rewritten than scuff the cover of… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
This hole in my heart is in the shape of you. No one else can fit it. Why would I want them… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Lovers are not at their best when it matters. Mouths dry up, palms sweat, conversation flags and all the time the heart… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Where did love begin?What human being looked at another and saw in their face the forests and the sea? Was there a… — 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
Islands are metaphors of the heart, no matter what poet says otherwise. — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
If you should leave me, my heart will turn to water and flood away. — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
What should I do about the wild and the tame? The wild heart that wants to be free, and the tame heart… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
What should I do about the wild and the tame? The wild heart that wants to be free, and the tame heart… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
The truth is that you can divide your heart in all sorts of interesting ways - a little here, a little there,… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Memoir ... satisfies our need for gossip and intimacy, for testimony and confessional, and in this world of spin, offers a truthful… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“What a strange world it is where you can have as much sex as you like but love is taboo. I'm talking… — 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
