Quotes by : Jeanette Winterson

I knew it like destiny, and at the same time, I knew it as choice.

This Captain had been brought up in Istanbul. His mind was made of minarets and domes. He capped himself....

Fiction and poetry are doses, medicines. What they heal is the rupture reality makes on the imagination.....

The winged word. The mercurial word. The word that is both moth and lamp. The word that is itself and....

Six books… my mother didn’t want books falling into my hands. It never occurred to her that I fell....

I have ridden out all the storms,” said Shakespeare, “even the ones I wrote myself. Here, look, it....

I want to touch you.''And if you did touch me, what then?''I would find a language of beginning.

Why should literature be easy? Sometimes you can do what you want to do in a simple, direct way that....

Growing up is difficult. Strangely, even when we have stopped growing physically, we seem to have to....

Misery is a no U-turns, no stopping road. Travel down it pushed by those behind, tripped by those in....