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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
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Jeanette Winterson
Age: 67
Born: 1957
Born: August 27
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Film Producer
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Manchester
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