Destiny is a worrying concept. I don't want to be fated, I want to choose. — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
I want to be an art-hero - I want to change the form of the novel. — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Whether you want to call it God or the mystery of the cosmos doesn't matter to me. — 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
I don't own my emotions unless I can think about them. I am not afraid of feeling but I am afraid of… — 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
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
August. We were arguing. You want love to be like this every day don't you? 92 degrees even in the shade. — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Why is the mind incapable of deciding its own subject matter? Why when we desperately want to think of one thing to… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
I want to get to the end and feel that I've done all I could, given the limitations and given the opportunities. — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
I didn’t want to tell the story of myself, but someone I called myself. If you read yourself as fiction, it’s rather… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
I don't hate men, I just wish they'd try harder. Theyall want to be heroes and all we want is for them… — 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
I don't want to eke out my life like a resource in short supply. The only selfish life is a timid one.… — 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
Don’t you, when strangers and friends come to call, straighten the cushions, kick the books under the bed and put away the… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
More than sex. More than money. You know, life is not endless is it? Cash, cars, cocaine, and girls. It's more than… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
I want someone who is fierce and will love me until death and knows that love is as strong as death, and… — 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
When my husband had an affair with someone else I watched his eyes glaze over when we ate dinner together and I… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
I didn't want to be in the teeming mass of the working class.[...] I didn't want to live and die in the… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
The secret of the world is this: the world is entirely circular and you will go round and round endlessly, never finding… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
reading is not a passive act. It's a creative act. It's a relationship between the writer and a person the writer will… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
The unknownness of my needs frightens me. I do now know how huge they are, or how high they are, I only… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
For me, the most painful thing is the thought of shelves without books. This is the problem with the digital thing. I… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
One thing I am certain of, I do not want to be betrayed, but thats quite hard to say casually, at the… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
At bed-time I went into my room and put out the light. I didn't get undressed. I lay on my bed and… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
It is just as likely that as I invent what I want to say, you will invent what you want to hear. — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Wherever love is, I want to be, I will follow it as surely as the land-locked salmon finds the sea. — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Six books… my mother didn’t want books falling into my hands. It never occurred to her that I fell into the books… — 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
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
I cannot assume you will understand me. It is just as likely that as I invent what I want to say, you… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Louise, I would gladly fire the past for you, go and not look back. I have been reckless before, never counting the… — 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
Yes, we are [friends] and I do like to pass the day with you in serious and inconsequential chatter. I wouldn't mind… — 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
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
I have found that I am not a space where people want to live, at least not without decorating first. — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share
“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
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
“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
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
“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
“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
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
“It took me a long time to realise that there are two kinds of writing: the one you write and the one that writes… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share
A curse on this game. How can you stick at a game when the rules keep on changing? I shall call myself Alice and… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share
“He turned away and I turned to him in vivid heat to look on the sun-dried world. The groves and towers were gone. The… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share
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