All Jeanette Winterson Quotes
- What kills love? Only this: Neglect. Not to see you when you stand before me. Not to think of you in the little things. Not… Assume
- People do go back, but they don't survive, because two realities are claiming them at the same time. Such things are too much. You can… Accuse
- They believed that if a mouse found your hair clippings and built a nest with them you got a headache. If the nest was big… Believed
- If you think about something for long enough,' she explained, `more than likely, that thing will happen.' She tapped her head. `It's all in the… All
- She had made him possible. In that sense she was his god. Like God, she was neglected. God
- If you should leave me, my heart will turn to water and flood away. Flood
- The truth is that you can divide your heart in all sorts of interesting ways - a little here, a little there, most banked at… All
- In this life you have to be your own hero. By that I mean you have to win whatever it is that matters to you… All
- He doubted her. You must never doubt the one you love. But they might not be telling the truth. Never mind that. You tell them… Child
- Every journey conceals another journey within its lines: the path not taken and the forgotten angle. Angle
- Islands are metaphors of the heart, no matter what poet says otherwise. Heart
- Are we all living like this? Two lives, the ideal outer life and the inner imaginative life where we keep our secrets? All
- Language always betrays us, tells the truth when we want to lie, and dissolves into formlessness when we would most like to be precise. Betray
- It is a true saying, that what you fear you find. Fear
- For fate may hang on any moment and at any moment be changed. Any
- When a woman gives birth her waters break and she pours out the child and the child runs free. Birth
- What are you that makes me feel thus? Who are you for whom time has no meaning? Feel
- Who taught you to write in blood on my back? Who taught you to use your hands as branding irons? You have scored your name… Active
- I felt like a seed in a pomegranate. Some say that the pomegranate was the real apple of Eve, fruit of the womb, I would… Apple
- Now that I have lost you I cannot allow you to develop, you must be a photograph not a poem. Allow
- Darkness as well as light. Or do I mean darkness, another kind of light? Lucifer would say so, and I have a weakness for fallen… Angel
- The continuous narrative of existence is a lie. There is no continuous narrative, there are lit-up moments, and the rest is dark. When you look… Amphetamine
- Words are the part of silence that can be spoken. Funny
- Where did love begin?What human being looked at another and saw in their face the forests and the sea? Was there a day, exhausted and… Ancestor
- I do not accept that life has an ordinary shape, or that there is anything ordinary about life at all. We make it ordinary, but… Accept