“The body can endure compromise and the mind can be seduced by it. Only the heart protests.” — 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
“Children do not find fault with their parents until later. In the beginning, the love you get is the love that sets.” — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Academics love to make theories about a body of work, but each book consumes the writer and is the sum of his… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
To me, these days will never end. I am always there, in that room with her, or if not I, the imprint… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
We fear passion and laugh at too much love and those who love too much. And still we long to feel. — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Do all lovers feel helpless and valiant in the presence of the beloved? Helpless because the need to roll over like a… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
You play, you win, you play, you lose. You play. It’s the playing that’s irresistible. Dicing from one year to the next… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Love demands expression. It will not stay still, stay silent, be good, be modest, be seen and not heard, no. It will… — 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… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Words like passion and ecstasy, we learn them but they stay flat on the page. Sometimes we try to turn them over,… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
I say I'm in love with her. What does that mean? It means I review my future and my past in the… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Love is vivid. I never wanted the pale version. Love is full strength. I never wanted the diluted version. I never shied… — 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
“He called me Jess because that is the name of the hood which restrains the falcon. I was his falcon. I hung… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“True art, when it happens to us, challenges the 'I' that we are. A love-parallel would be just; falling in love challenges… — 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
You’ll get over it…” It’s the clichés that cause the trouble. To lose someone you love is to alter your life for… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
I love the apparent quiet of reading a book. You sit there; you're not really moving. It looks very solitary. It looks… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“Things are continually beginning again; they’re never really resolved, you know. They are only resolved temporarily. We live in a society that… — 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
“As it is, I can't settle, I want someone who is fierce and will love me until death and know that love… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“I never wanted to find my birth parents - if one set of parents felt like a misfortune, two sets would be… — 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… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“I have written about love obsessively, forensically, and I know/knew it as the highest value. I loved God of course, in the… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“Mrs. Winterson did not have a soothing personality. Ask for reassurance and it would never come. I never asked her if she… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“The love we seek overrules human nature. It has a wildness in it and a glory that we want more than life… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“Pulsar: a dying star spinning under its own exploding anarchic energy, like a lighthouse on speed. A star the size of a… — 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
“Physics, mathematics, music, painting, my politics, my love for you, my work, the star-dust of my body, the spirit that impels it,… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“I've turned myself inside out to try and avoid what happened today. You affect me in ways I can't quantify or contain.… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Her butler opened it for her. His name was Boredom. She said, 'Boredom, fetch me a plaything.' He said 'Very good ma'am,'… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“You don't fall in love like you fall in a hole. You fall like falling through space. It’s like you jump off… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“There is talk in the village that there is more in these sewers than sewerage. Yes, I say, Yes. But not only… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“There is a bit [in Why Be Happy When You Could be Normal? ] where I talk about 'keeping the heart awake… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
She was a committed romantic and an anarcha-feminist. This was hard for her because it meant she couldn't blow up beautiful buildings.… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
There's no such thing as effortless beauty - you should know that. There's no effort which is not beautiful - lifting a… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“You'll get over it...' It's the cliches that cause the trouble. To lose someone you love is to alter your life for… — 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
What kills love? Only this: Neglect. Not to see you when you stand before me. Not to think of you 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