She said she’d often wondered why she wanted to do some things and not do other things at all. Well, it was… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
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
And if I say to you that I am glad of everything we have done together, and sorry that we will not… — 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
Even the most solid of things, and the most real, the best-loved and the well-known, are only hand shadows on the wall.… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Darkness as well as light. Or do I mean darkness, another kind of light? Lucifer would say so, and I have a… — 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
I believe you have to write every day–make the time. It’s about having an organized mind instead of a chaotic and untidy… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Reading things that are relevant to the facts of your life is of limited value. The facts are, after all, only the… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
Marriage is the flimsiest weapon against desire. You may as well take a pop-gun to a python. — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
To kiss well one must kiss solely. No groping hands or stammering hearts. The lips and the lips alone are the pleasure.… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
I think now that being free is not being powerful or rich or well regarded or without obligation but being able to… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
We are told not to privilege one story above another. All the stories must be told. Well, maybe that's true, maybe all… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
I struggled in my mind with all kinds of defenses. Should I be hurt? Surprised? Should I laugh it off? I wanted… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
If you don't educate people well, then you're going to have a lot of violent, angry young men and women. You can… — Jeanette Winterson Copy Share Image
The Hopi, an Indian tribe, have a language as sophisticated as ours, but no tenses for past, present and future. The division… — 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
