We're a lukewarm people for all our feast days and hard work. Not much touches us, but we long to be touched.… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
In the library I felt better, words you could trust and look at till you understood them, they couldn't change half way… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
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
“Lies 1: There is only the present and nothing to remember. Lies 2: Time is a straight line. Lies 3: The difference… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Time that withers you will wither me. We will fall like ripe fruit and roll down the grass together. Dear friend, let… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Not much touches us, but we long to be touched. We lie awake at night willing the darkness to part and show… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
“You said, ‘I’m going to leave him because my love for you makes any other life a lie.’ I’ve hidden those words… — 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
I like the way the morning can be stormy and the afternoon clear and sparkly as a jewel in the water. Put… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Lie beside me. Let me see the division of your pores. Let me see the web of scars made by your family's… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
We [fiction writers] are much more of a maze than we are a motorway. Things are always in flux, they're always in… — 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
Writing objects to the lie that life is small. Writing is a cell of energy. Writing defines itself. Writing draws its viewer… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
The ancients believed in fate because they recognized how hard it is for anyone to change anything. The pull of past and… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Creative work is incredibly difficult, and that is where the tests lie. Ordinary professionalism and twenty years' experience can accomplish a lot,… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
...to live differently, to love differently, to think differently, or to try to. Is the danger of beauty so great that it… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
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
One of the many, many things I hate about war is how it trivializes the personal. The big themes, the broad sweep,… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
True stories are the ones that lie open at the border, allowing a crossing, a further frontier. The final frontier is just… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Language always betrays us, tells the truth when we want to lie, and dissolves into formlessness when we would most like to… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
There's no such thing as autobiography, there's only art and lies — 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
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