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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 07b9b4a | My mother is very like William Blake, she has visions and dreams and she cannot always distinguish a flea's head from a king. Luckily she can't paint. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 8892a64 | our outside loo, known as the Betty, was a good loo; whitewashed and compact with a flashlight hanging behind the door. I smuggled books in there to read them in secret, claiming constipation. | loo outside-toilet toilet | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 65fca93 | Only later, much later, too late, did I understand how small she (Mrs Winterson) was to herself. The baby nobody picked up. The uncarried child still inside her. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 33a4570 | Stia ea prea bine ca scriitorii sunt niste boemi obsedati de sex care incalcau regulile si nu se duceau la munca. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 29010b3 | Shakespeare," he thought as he scribbled away. "Foolish fancy. This is life as it is lived." | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 98b1a20 | He was always a little boy, and I am upset that I didn't look after him, upset there are so many kids who never get looked after, and so they can't grow up. They can get older, but they can't grow up. That takes love. If you are lucky the love will come later. If you are lucky you won't hit love in the face. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| d6cbf15 | I'm telling you stories. Trust me. I | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| ef7dfe7 | There is still a popular fantasy, long since disproved by both psychoanalysis and science, and never believed by any poet or mystic, that it is possible to have a thought without a feeling. It isn't. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 2715225 | I've thought of killing myself so many times. I don't do it, not because I am a coward, but because it would be easier for me to be dead. What's my life? I make money and I make memories. That's not a life. I don't kill myself because living is my own life sentence. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 77e7a76 | I did not realise that when money becomes the core value, then education drives towards utility or that the life or the mind will not be counted as good unless it produces measurable results. That public services will no longer be important. That an alternative life to getting and spending will become very difficult as cheap housing disappears. That when communities are destroyed only misery and intolerance are left. | life money money-quotes society thatcherism | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 690ca9a | Avem nevoie de cuvinte pentru ca familiile nefericite sunt niste conspiratii ale tacerii. Cel care rupe tacerea nu este iertat niciodata. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| a29ccdd | We were the lucky ones, the notthese, we were the ones who had survived the aerial bombing and fire-clusters, the final flash. Regrettable, unavoidable, a war to end all wars, a war for democracy, a war for freedom, peaceful war. Sometimes war is necessary. Sometimes war is right. But to the broken and the dead, to the wounded and the maimed, to the exploded and the shrapnelshattered, to minds gone dark, to eyes that have seen agony no tea.. | sci-fi sci-fi-romance the-stone-gods | Jeanette Winterson | |
| b70f533 | Walk with me, memory to memory, the shared path, the mutual view. Walk with me. The past lies in wait. It is not behind. It seems to be in front. How else could it trip me as I start to run? | loss love memories nostalgia past reminisce trip | Jeanette Winterson | |
| b587ab9 | Most well-behaved women are too busy living their lives to think about recording what they do and too modest about their own achievements to think anybody else will care. | Laurel Thatcher Ulrich | ||
| 32c1df9 | 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, never enough garden for your love. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 061251b | gifts -- that strange word, a signifier meaning disappointment you can hold in your hands. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 0a001d3 | This is the city of disguises. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| eee4e8f | Perche la perdita si misura con l'amore? | perdita | Jeanette Winterson | |
| e53ef74 | travelling the world and the seven seas | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 4c15808 | Quello che cerchi e il significato: una vita che abbia un signficato. C'e l'hap, il fato, la giocata che e tua e non e prefissata, ma cambiare il corso del fiume, o dare nuove carte, qualunque sia la metafora che prefirisci usare, richiedera un sacco di energie. Ci saranno volte in cui andra cosi male che sopravviverai a malapena e volte in cui capirai che sopravvivere a malapena secondo i tuoi parametri e molto meglio che vivere una pompos.. | fato sopravvivere vita | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 6a1a2f4 | I keep my emotions buried under the floor. Locked up deep, where they can't hurt me any more. No emotion is the final one. - Jeanette Winterson | Lynn R Davis | ||
| 2ed63c0 | He had seen the vision of perfect heroism and, for a fleeting moment, the vision of perfect peace. He sought it again, to balance him. He was a warrior who longed to grow herbs. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| a1c6fcb | What you are pursuing is meaning -- a meaningful life. There's the hap -- the fate, the draw that is yours, and it isn't fixed, but changing the course of the stream, or dealing new cards, whichever metaphor you want to use -- that's going to take a lot of energy. There are times when it will go so wrong that you will barely be alive, and times when you realize that being barely alive, on your own terms, is better than living a bloated half.. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| b0ed423 | The poem finds the word that finds the feeling. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 405eb3d | You are stubborn,' said Roger Nowell. 'I am not tame,' said Alice Nutter. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| c9389d8 | I have ridden out all the storms," said Shakespeare, "even the ones I wrote myself. Here, look, it begins..." | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 207fab0 | He had the dog on a lead and he was still managing to be a boy with a dog and the dog was still managing to be a dog with a boy because not even a bomb gets to wipe out everything, | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 1935a4c | 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." | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 888eb5d | Reportage is violence. Violence to the spirit. Violence to the emotional sympathy that should quicken in you and me when face to face we meet with pain. How many defeated among our own do we step over and push aside on our way home to watch the evening news? "Terrible" you said at Somalia, Bosnia, Ethiopia, Russia, China, the Indian earthquake, the American floods, and then you watched a quiz show or a film because there's nothing you can d.. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 5c87218 | In the cell was a rack, a winch, a furnace, a set of branding irons, a pot for melting wax, nails of different lengths. A thumbscrew, a pair of flesh-tongs, heavy tweezers, a set of surgical instruments, a series of small metal trays, ropes, wire, preparations of quicklime, a hood and a blindfold. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| b04b78e | Written on the body is a secret code only visible in certain lights. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| cbb9aed | After nine nights must come ten and every desperate meeting only leaves you desperate for another. There is never enough to eat, never enough garden for your love. So you refuse and then you discover that your house is haunted by the ghost of a leopard. When passion comes late in life it is hard to bear. One more night. How tempting. How innocent. I could stay tonight surely? What difference could it make, one more night? No. If I smell her.. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 340cbdc | THERE'S NO SUCH thing as a limited victory. Every victory leaves another resentment, another defeated and humiliated people. Another place to guard and defend and fear. What I learned about war in the years before I came to this lonely place were things any child could have told me. 'Will you kill people, Henri?' 'Not people, Louise, just the enemy.' 'What is enemy?' 'Someone who's not on your side. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| f9267a5 | When a woman alone is no longer of any interest to the opposite sex, she is only visible where she has some purpose. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 047a47c | I don't care about the facts, Domino, I care about how I feel. How I feel will change, I want to remember that. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| ff06c98 | But I tell you, Henri, that every moment you steal from the present is a moment you have lost for ever. There's only now. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| dc23ac5 | But like other well-behaved women they chose to obey God rather than men. | Laurel Thatcher Ulrich | ||
| d9dd7c0 | She had other favourite lines. Our gas oven blew up. The repairman came out and said he didn't like the look of it, which was unsurprising as the oven and the wall were black. Mrs Winterson replied, 'It's a fault to heaven, a fault against the dead, and a fault to nature.' That is a heavy load for a gas oven to bear. She liked that phrase and it was more than once used towards me; when some well-wisher asked how I was, Mrs W looked down an.. | life | Jeanette Winterson | |
| 4f34a6c | They say every snowflake is different. If that were true, how could the world go on? How could we ever get up off our knees? How could we ever recover from the wonder of it? By forgetting. We cannot keep in mind too many things. There is only the present and nothing to remember. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 5429d16 | With faith, all things are possible. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| feb146e | 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. I | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 9256e44 | I primi pellegrini avevano una cattedrale al posto del cuore. Erano loro il tempio, non costruito da mani umane. L'Ecclesia di Dio. Il canto che li sospingeva sulle onde era l'inno che intonavano i barcaioli. Le gole nude in onore di Dio. Guardali, le teste riverse, le bocche aperte, soli, se non per i gabbiani che si tuffano a prua. Contro il mare troppo salato e il cielo inospitale, le loro voci elevano uno schermo di laudi. | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| 97e7956 | A bridge is a meeting place. A neutral place. A casual place. Enemies will choose to meet on a bridge and end their quarrel in that void. One will cross to the other side. The other will not return. For lovers, a bridge is a possibility, a metaphor of their chances. And | Jeanette Winterson | ||
| d0c876e | What are the unreal things but the passion that once burned one like a fire? What are the incredible things but the things that one has faithfully believed? What are the improbable things but the things that one has done oneself? | jeanette-winterson literature | Jeanette Winterson |