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I know I've had an unusual beginning and a colourful life, but that wouldn't matter if I couldn't make it speak to other people.

Jeanette Winterson

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Jeanette Winterson
Age: 67
Born: 1957
Born: August 27
Author
Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
Prosaist
Science Fiction Writer
Screenwriter
Short Story Writer
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Manchester
England
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Unusual
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I dream of flight, not to be as the angels are, but to rise above the smallness of it all. The smallnesss that I am. Against the daily death the iconography of wings.
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Anything outside marriage seems like freedom and excitement.
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There is no greater grief than to find no happiness, but happiness in what is past.
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I'm always nervous about going home, just as I am nervous about rereading books that have meant a lot to me.
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The only sex education my mother ever gave me was the injunction: 'Never let a boy touch you down there.' I had no idea what she meant. She seemed to be referring to my knees.
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Tell me a story, Pew. What kind of story, child? A story with a happy ending. There’s no such thing in all the world. As a happy ending? As an ending.
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The pain is when the dreams change, as they do, as they must.
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There is no discovery without risk and what you risk reveals what you value.
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The tamer my love, the farther away it is from love. In fierceness, in heat, in longing, in risk, I find something of love's nature. In my desire for you, I burn at the right temperature to walk through love's fire. So when you ask me why I cannot love you more calmly, I answer that to love you calmly is not to love you at all.
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I don't understand why people talk of art as a luxury when it's a mind-altering possibility.
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Creativity is on the side of health - it isn't the thing that drives us mad it is the capacity in us that tries to save us from madness.
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If you continually write and read yourself as a fiction, you can change what's crushing you.
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It’s better to think of my life like that— part miracle, part madness. It’s better if I accept that I can’t control any of the things that matter. My life is a trail of shipwrecks and set-sails. There are no arrivals, no destinations there are only sandbanks and shipwreck then another boat, another tide.
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In the economy of the body, the limbic highway takes precedence over the neural pathways. We were designed and built to feel, and there is no thought, no state of mind, that is not also a feeling state. Nobody can feel too much, though many of us work very hard at feeling too little. Feeling is frightening.
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You said, 'I love you.' Why is it that the most unoriginal thing we can say to one another is still the thing we long to hear?
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I don't know which is worse: to be wrongfully accused or mistakenly understood.
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Cheating is easy. There's no swank to infidelity. To borrow against the trust someone has placed in you costs nothing at first. You get away with it, you take a little more and a little more until there is no more to draw on. Oddly, your hands should be full with all that taking but when you open them there's nothing there.
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