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You're never alone with a book, are you? It's a dialogue.
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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Science Fiction Writer
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Manchester
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Darkness as well as light. Or do I mean darkness, another kind of light? Lucifer would say so, and I have a weakness for fallen angels.
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Know thyself,’ said Socrates. Know thyself,’ said Sappho, ‘and make sure that the Church never finds out.
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I don't read reviews because by then it's too late - whatever anyone says, the book won't change. It is written.
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Islands are metaphors of the heart, no matter what poet says otherwise.
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