The continuous narrative of existence is a lie. There is no continuous narrative, there are lit-up moments, and the rest is dark. — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Two things significantly distinguish human beings from the other animals; an interest in the past and the possibility of language. Brought together… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“Whelks are strange and comforting. They have no notion of community life and they breed very quietly. But they have a strong… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
We don't go to Shakespeare to find out about life in Elizabethan England; we go to Shakespeare to find out about ourselves… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“She had been a career woman all her life. She noted there was no such thing as a career man. She had… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“Don't you think it's strange that life, described as so rich and full, a camel-trail of adventure, should shrink to this coin… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“I stretched out my hands, holding the falling sun in one hand, and the climbing moon in the other, my silver and… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“I knew clearly that I could not rebuild my life or put it back together in any way. I had no idea… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“I go to the bathroom. All my life I have been an orphan and an only child. Now I come from a… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“The inside and the outside of our lives are each the shell where we learn to live.” — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“I have a theory that every time you make an important choice, the part of you left behind continues the other life… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
We shall all die, and our lives will be irrelevant then. If we make anything that lasts, it outlives us, and it… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“Shakespeare,” he thought as he scribbled away. “Foolish fancy. This is life as it is lived.” — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“How is it that one day life is orderly and you are content, a little cynical perhaps but on the whole just… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Writing is both bomb and bomb disposal-a necessary shattering of cliche and assumption, and a powerful defusing of the soul-destroying messages of… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
What it means to be human is to bring up your children in safety, educate them, keep them healthy, teach them how… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“Travellers at least have a choice. Those who set sail know that things will not be the same as at home. Explorers… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“Living with life is very hard. Mostly we do our best to stifle life--to be tame or to be wanton. To be… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
What to say? That the end of love is a haunting. A haunting of dreams. A haunting of silence. Haunted by ghosts… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
I do not accept that life has an ordinary shape, or that there is anything ordinary about life at all. We make… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“Creative work bridges time because the energy of art is not time-bound. If it were we should have no interest in the… — 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
