Quote

I think of love as a force of nature-as strog as the sun, as necessary, as impersonal, as gigantic, as impossible, as scorching as it is warming,as drought-making as it is life-giving.

Jeanette Winterson

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Jeanette Winterson
Age: 67
Born: 1957
Born: August 27
Author
Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
Prosaist
Science Fiction Writer
Screenwriter
Short Story Writer
Writer
Manchester
England
Think
Sun
Thinking
Necessary
Life
Impossible
Force
Scorching
Making
Impersonal
Nature
Drought
Giving
Gigantic
Love
Warming

More quotes by Jeanette Winterson

Image
A homosexual is further away from a woman than a rhinoceros.
Jeanette Winterson
Image
I care about doing the work as best as I can do, and that it should go on reaching people. It's not about fame and it's not about me. It's about creating something that might allow someone else to create something.
Jeanette Winterson
Image
There's no such thing as autobiography, there's only art and lies
Jeanette Winterson
Image
We are lucky, even the worst of us, for daylight comes.
Jeanette Winterson
Image
I know now, after fifty years, that the finding/losing, forgetting/remembering, leaving/returning, never stops. The whole of life is about another chance, and while we are alive, till the very end, there is always another chance.
Jeanette Winterson
Image
The fact is that every atom that we're made of is part of that first explosion of a nuclear star billions of years ago. We're connected to the entire universe.
Jeanette Winterson
Image
Slightest accidents open up new worlds.
Jeanette Winterson
Image
I don't know which is worse: to be wrongfully accused or mistakenly understood.
Jeanette Winterson
Image
Don’t you, when strangers and friends come to call, straighten the cushions, kick the books under the bed and put away the letter you were writing? How many of us want any of us to see us as we really are? Isn’t the mirror hostile enough?
Jeanette Winterson
Image
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.
Jeanette Winterson
Image
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 enough, you might go mad.
Jeanette Winterson
Image
When pieces of work speak to us in a way that feels as if they were made just for us, those become our private worlds that we return to.
Jeanette Winterson
Image
As people get older they have these rigid patterns that they impose on themselves, and it kills them. They become dull, they become dead to new experience, they become afraid, biased, and bigoted. It's really simply to do with refusing new experience.
Jeanette Winterson
Image
Don't regret your life, child, it will pass soon enough.
Jeanette Winterson
Image
But not all dark places need light, I have to remember that.
Jeanette Winterson
Image
Love's lengthways splits the heart in two - the heart where you are, the heart where you want to be.
Jeanette Winterson
Image
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
Image
Working-class families in the north of England used to hear the 1611 Bible regularly at church and at home ... for us, the language didn't seem too difficult. I especially liked 'the quick and the dead' - you really get a feel for the difference if you live in a house with mice and a mousetrap.
Jeanette Winterson
Image
I’m not club-able, you see. I don’t like literary parties and literary gatherings and literary identities. I’d hate to join anything, however loosely.
Jeanette Winterson
Image
What is remembered is not a deed in stone but a metaphor. Meta = above. Pheren = to carry. That which is carried above the literalness of life. A way of thinking that avoids the problems of gravity. The word won't let me down. The single word that can release me from all that unuttered weight.
Jeanette Winterson