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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 980bc35 | I tried to copy my parents, as monkeys do, but they were trying to copy me, looking to the child for the energy and hope they had long since lost. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 2065ffd | There is a bit [in ] where I talk about 'keeping the heart awake to love and beauty.' That's very difficult in our world, even when things are going well. It's not a world with much room for love and beauty. The daily news is [filled with] everything that goes wrong in our world, and everything horrible and unpleasant. I think that saturates your mind with negativity. I really think we need something to counteract that. I don't think it's .. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 73aa49e | At my most precarious, I balanced on a book, and the books rafted me over the tides of feelings that left me soaked and shattered. | books feelings literature reading safety | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 57b6363 | I think therefore I am. Does that mean 'I feel therefore I'm not'? But only through feeling can I get at thinking. | jeanette-winterson literature philosophy | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 5387d1e | Lonely cries, and she was lonely, not for friends but for a time that hadn't been violated. | regret time violation | Jeanette Winterson | |
| c258cb4 | There are different kinds of infidelity, but betrayal is betrayal wherever you find it. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 0048c88 | The wider we read the freer we become. | reading | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 996a4fa | I am short, so I like the little guy/underdog stories, but they are not straightforwardly about one size versus another. Think about, say, Jack and the Beanstalk, which is basically a big ugly stupid giant, and a smart little Jack who is fast on his feet. OK, but the unstable element is the beanstalk, which starts as a bean and grows into a huge tree-like thing that Jack climbs to reach the castle. This bridge between two worlds is unpredic.. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 073ae63 | Nothing is solid. Nothing is fixed. These are images that time changes and that change time, just as the sun and the rain play on the surface of things. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| b7a39f0 | Zina isledigimi biliyordum cunku sevdigim sey evimin disindaydi. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 16f8537 | When love is unreliable and you are a child, you assume that it is the nature of love - its quality - to be unreliable. Children do not find fault with their parents until later. In the beginning the love you get is the love that sets. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 167998b | What is a memory anyway but a painful dispute with the past? | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 1aa76d5 | We're here to keep you in one piece, if you ignore us, you're quite likely to end up in two pieces, or lots of pieces, it's all part of the paradox. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 240f81b | And if the road leads nowhere?' He shrugged. 'Turn your Nowhere into Somewhere. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| dd010bd | The saggy armchair of cliches. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 44d37b7 | where will we go next, when there are no more wildernesses? | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 30008ff | She had been a career woman all her life. She noted there was no such thing as a career man. She had made her choices. No regrets, But there were losses. There always were. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| bfbbeff | What if?' has no power against 'What if not?' The not of you is unbearable. I must have you. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 0a14178 | If there was an elephant in the supermarket, she'd either not see it at all, or call it Mrs Jones and talk about fishcakes. | blinkered environment expectations ignorance narrow-mindedness small-minded | Jeanette Winterson | |
| a3d567a | Adopted children are self invented because we have to be. There's an absence, a void, a question mark at the very beginning of our lives. A crucial part of our story is gone, and violently. Like a bomb in the womb, the baby explodes into an unknown world and it's only knowable through some kind of story. Of course, that is how we all live, it's the narrative of our lives, but adoption drops you into the story after its started. It's like re.. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 89a216c | Whatever it is that pulls the pin, that hurls you past the boundaries of your own life into a brief and total beauty, even for a moment, it is enough. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 7c132f7 | In the sky, Planet Moon is 239,000 miles away. That's not far when you remember that the sun is 93 million miles away. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 32f867c | I have music. Music is the world inside me. I am a performer, but whether or not I perform, the music is there. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 0a23a6b | The words come at my call but who calls whom? | writing | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 70786ed | Zel so often put himself outside of where he wanted to be and then looked in dumbly through the window of his longing, hurt and beaten and knowing that he had hurt and beaten himself but still he did it, over and over. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 3cff712 | She is like a mathematical equation, always there and impossible to disprove. | mothers parents | Jeanette Winterson | |
| fa863af | Listen, we are human beings. Listen, we are inclined to love. Love is there, but we need to be taught how. We want to stand upright, we want to walk, but someone needs to hold our hand and balance us a bit, and guide us a bit, and scoop us up when we fall. Listen, we fall. Love is there but we have to learn it--and its shapes and its possibilities. I taught myself how to stand on my own two feet, but I could not teach myself how to love. We.. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| a45f02d | And then I saw that the running away was a running towards. An effort to catch up with my fleet-footed self, living another life in a different way. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| bbedc60 | Pursuing happiness, and I did, and still do, is not at all the same thing as being happy - which I think is fleeting, dependent on circumstances, and a bit bovine...The pursuit of happiness is more elusive; it is life-long, and it is not goal-centered. What you are pursuing is meaning - a meaningful life...There are times when it will go so wrong that you will barely be alive, and times when you realise that being barely alive, on your own .. | happiness-advice happiness-life happiness-quotes | Jeanette Winterson | |
| b372e1a | Be not inhospitable to strangers, lest they be angels in disguise. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| d8405cc | I have a theory that every time you make an important choice, the part of you left behind continues the other life you could have had. Some people's emanations are very strong, some people create themselves afresh outside of their own body. | life | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 293a6a1 | I like to see the people arriving. I like to imagine their lives. It keeps me from thinking too much about my own. A man shouldn't be too introspective. It weakens him. That is the difference between Tennessee Williams and Ernest Hemingway. I'm a Hemingway man myself although I don't believe it is right to hunt lions. | hunting introspection life lives tennessee-williams thinking | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 58c01ed | And love? I am still in love with her. Not a day breaks but that I think of her, and when the dogwood turns red in winter I stretch out my hands and imagine her hair. I am in love with her; not a fantasy or a myth or a creature of my own making. Her. A person who is not me. I invented Bonaparte as much as he invented himself. My passion for her, even though she could never return it, showed me the difference between inventing a lover and.. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 4869c20 | The third is to refuse the passion as one might sensibly refuse a leopard in the house, however tame it might seem at first. You might reason that you can easily feed a leopard and that your garden is big enough, but you will know in your dreams at least that no leopard is ever satisfied with what it is given. After nine nights must come ten and every desperate meeting only leaves you desperate for another. There is never enough to eat, nev.. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 7a88177 | I don't like to think of myself as an insincere person but if I say I love you and I don't mean it then what else am I? Will I cherish you, adore you, make way for you, make myself better for you, look at you and always see you, tell you the truth? And if love is not those things then what things? | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 363131f | Everyone who tells a story tells it differently, just to remind us that everybody sees it differently | literature perspective perspective-on-life stories story-telling | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 9df461c | There is a further trouble; no matter how meticulous the scientist, he or she cannot be separated from the experiment itself. Impossible to detach the observer from the observed. A great deal of scientific truth has later turned out to be its observer's fiction. It is irrational to assume that this is no longer the case. | fiction science | Jeanette Winterson | |
| c1f6c7c | So what is it to be? Banality of convention or banality of individuation? Shall I choose society's cliches or my own? Is it a step forward to have understood that there is no real difference between them? | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 13f1581 | The strata of sedimentary rock are like the pages of a book, each with a record of contemporary life written on it. Unfortunately, the record is far from complete. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 6c1da59 | There is a certain seductiveness about what is dead. It will retain all those admirable qualities of life with none of that tiresome messiness associated with live things. Crap and complaints and the need for affection. You can auction it, museum it, collect it. It's much safer to be a collector of curios, because if you are curious, you have to sit and sit and see what happens. You have to wait on the beach until it gets cold, and you have.. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 0d09af9 | Why doesn't every mother believer her child can change the world? The child can. This is the joke. Here we are still looking for a saviour and hundreds are being born every second. Look at it, this tiny capsule of new life, indifferent to your prejudices, your miseries, unmindful of the world already made. Make it again? They could if we let them, but we make sure they grow up just like us, fearful like us. Don't let them know the potential.. | children fear potential | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 7b7814f | And you and me in the car where we've always been, where we'll always be, this night, this road, even when we're gone and the road is gone and the city is gone but we'll be here because everything is imprinted forever with what it once was. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 627c7b3 | Every day in my consultancy, I meet men and women who are out of their minds. That is, they have not the slightest idea who they really are or what it is that matters to them. The question 'How shall I live?' is not one I can answer on prescription. | life literature | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 210ee78 | Time: Change experienced and observed. Time measured by the angle of the turning earth as it rotates through its axis. The earth turning slowly on its spit under the fire of the sun. | jeanette-winterson literature time | Jeanette Winterson |