Quotes by Jeanette Winterson

About Jeanette Winterson:

Jeanette Winterson is an award-winning English writer, who became famous with her first book, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit, a semi-autobiographical novel about a sensitive teenage girl rebelling against conventional values. Some of her other novels have explored gender polarities and sexual identity. Winterson is also a broadcaster and a professor of creative writing.
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He would love her if she were a wolf that tore out his heart. And he wondered what that said about love.

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Eating was easy. Thinking was hard.

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We live as best we may in a world of worms.

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Well done, my fine fellow out of my womb. What have you gained? Nothing! And oh, what have you lost? Everything!

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Let me read to you,” said Roger Nowell. “It is a night for reading.

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I have ridden out all the storms,” said Shakespeare, “even the ones I wrote myself. Here, look, it begins…

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Shakespeare,” he thought as he scribbled away. “Foolish fancy. This is life as it is lived.

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Shakespeare shook his head and sunk his chin into his ruff, making him look more owl-like than ever. “I have written about other worlds often enough. I have said what I can say. There are many kinds of reality. This is but one kind.

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He: What’s the matter with you? Me: Nothing. Nothing was slowly clotting my arteries. Nothing slowly numbing my soul. Caught by nothing, saying nothing, nothingness becomes me. When I am nothing they will say surprised in the way that they are fore...

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I don't own my emotions unless I can think about them. I am not afraid of feeling but I am afraid of feeling unthinkingly. I don't want to drown. My head is my heart's lifebelt.

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My grandmother whispering to herself, over and over, "David is in heaven now, David is in heaven now,' my mind repeating Schrodinger's Cat, Schrodinger's Cat.

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Hold in, hold in, one crack and the wall is breached. I need now to be finite, self-contained, to stop this bacterial grief dividing and multiplying till its weight is the weight of the world. Bacteria: agents of putrefaction. My father's decay lodge...

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She was fragile, gentle, wide awake in a sleeping world.

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Now that physics is proving the intelligence of the universe what are we to do about the stupidity of mankind? I include myself. I know that the earth is not flat but my feet are. I know that space is curved but my brain has been condoned by habit to...

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And you? Now that I have discovered you? Beautiful, dangerous, unleashed. Still I try to hold you, knowing that your body is faced with knives.

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The human heart is my territory. I write about love because it’s the most important thing in the world. I write about sex because often it feels like the most important thing in the world.

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He did not say so, but the words behind the words told me that he would rather have launched me into a good marriage than watch me row against the tide at my own work. It remains that a woman with an incomplete emotional life has herself to blame, wh...

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I live alone, with cats, books, pictures, fresh vegetables to cook, the garden, the hens to feed.

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I don't understand why people talk of art as a luxury when it's a mind-altering possibility.

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Art saved me; it got me through my depression and self-loathing, back to a place of innocence.

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After loss of Identity, the most potent modern terror, is loss of sexuality, or, as Descartes didn’t say, "I fuck therefore I am".

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Author Bio

  • NameJeanette Winterson
  • DescriptionEnglish writer
  • BornAugust 27, 1959
  • CountryUnited Kingdom
  • ProfessionWriter; Screenwriter; Novelist; Journalist
  • WorksOranges Are Not The Only Fruit
  • AwardsOfficer Of The Order Of The British Empire; John Llewellyn Rhys Prize; Lambda Literary Award