I have found that I am not a space where people want to live, at least not without decorating first. Jeanette Winterson More Quotes by Jeanette Winterson More Quotes From Jeanette Winterson When I look at my life I realise that the mistakes I have made, the things I really regret, were not errors of judgement but failures of feeling. Jeanette Winterson errorsregretmistake Time is a player. Time is part of today, not simply a measure of its passing. Jeanette Winterson passingplayertoday Slightest accidents open up new worlds. Jeanette Winterson new-worldaccidentsworld Every moment you steal from the present is a moment you've lost forever. There is only now. Jeanette Winterson stealingmomentsforever When I say 'I will be true to you' I am drawing a quiet space beyond the reach of other desires. No one can legislate love; it cannot be given orders or cajoled into service. Love belongs to itself, deaf to pleading and unmoved by violence. Love is not something you can negotiate. Love is the one thing stronger than desire and the only proper reason to resist temptation. Jeanette Winterson drawinglove-isorder I have a head for heights it's true, but no stomach for the depths. Strange then to have plumbed so many. Jeanette Winterson heightstrangedepth There’s no story that’s the start of itself. Jeanette Winterson stories You are a pool of clear water where the light plays Jeanette Winterson lightplaywater There is a certain seductiveness about dead things. You can ill treat, alter and recolour what's dead. It won’t complain. Jeanette Winterson treatscertaincomplaining Part broken - part whole, you begin again. ( from 'Why books seem shockproof against change.' THE TIMES: BOOKS) Jeanette Winterson begin-againbrokenbook There is no sense in loving someone you can never wake up to except by chance. Jeanette Winterson loving-someonewake-upchance There are two facts that all children need to disprove sooner or later; mother and father. If you go on believing in the fiction of your own parents, it is difficult to construct any narrative of your own. Jeanette Winterson motherfatherchildren As far as I was concerned men were something you had around the place, not particularly interesting, but quite harmless. I had never shown the slightest feeling for them, and apart from my never wearing a skirt, saw nothing else in common between us. Jeanette Winterson feelingsmeninteresting Lies 1: There is only the present and nothing to remember. Lies 2: Time is a straight line. Lies 3: The difference between the past and the futures is that one has happened while the other has not. Lies 4: We can only be in one place at a time. Lies 5: Any proposition that contains the word 'finite' (the world, the universe, experience, ourselves...) Lies 6: Reality as something which can be agreed upon. Lies 7: Reality is truth. Jeanette Winterson lyingrealitypast Going back after a long time will make you made, because the people you left behind do not like to think of you changed, will treat you as they always did, accuse you of being indifferent, when you are only different. Jeanette Winterson longpeoplethinking I am not tempted by God but I love his trappings. Jeanette Winterson tempted St Paul said it is better to marry than to burn, but my mother taught me it is better to burn than to marry. She wanted to be a nun. She hoped I would be a priest and saved to give me an education while my friends plaited rope and trailed after the plough. I can't be a priest because although my heart is as loud as hers I can pretend no answering riot. I have shouted to God and the Virgin, but they have not shouted back and I'm not interested in the still small voice. Surely a god can meet passion with passion? She says he can. Then he should. Jeanette Winterson passionmotherheart We're a lukewarm people for all our feast days and hard work. Not much touches us, but we long to be touched. We lie awake at night willing the darkness to part and show us a vision. Our children frighten us in their intimacy, but we make sure they grow up like us. Lukewarm like us. On a night like this, hands and faces hot, we can believe that tomorrow will show us angels in jars and that the well-known woods will suddenly reveal another path. Jeanette Winterson growing-uplyingchildren When people looked at him they had the feeling of being shut out. He did not shut them out. He shut himself in. Jeanette Winterson feelingspeople Odd to think that the piece of you I know best is already dead. The cells on the surface of your skin are thin and flat without the blood vessels or nerve endings. Dead cells, thickest on the palms of your hands and the soles of your feet. Jeanette Winterson cellsbloodthinking
