Jeanette Winterson
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Jeanette Winterson
Jeanette Winterson, OBEis an award-winning English writer, who became famous with her first book, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit, a semi-autobiographical novel about a sensitive teenage girl rebelling against conventional values. Some of her other novels have explored gender polarities and sexual identity. Winterson is also a broadcaster and a professor of creative writing...
NationalityBritish
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth27 August 1959
Jeanette Winterson quotes about
selfish life-is
The only selfish life is a timid one.
two people rope
I keep telling this story - different people, different places, different times - but always you, always me, always this story, because a story is a tight rope between two worlds.
selfish grief tears
Unhappiness is selfish, grief is selfish. For whom are the tears?
made neglected
She had made him possible. In that sense she was his god. Like God, she was neglected.
falling-in-love world probability
The probability of separate worlds meeting is very small. The lure of it is immense. We send starships. We fall in love.
world new-world accidents
Slightest accidents open up new worlds.
finals emotion
No emotion is the final one.
love-is paradise cruelty
I fell in love once, if love be that cruelty which takes us straight to the gates of Paradise only to remind us they are closed for ever.
want conquer climbs
I don't want to conquer you; I just want to climb you.
selfish want life-is
I don't want to eke out my life like a resource in short supply. The only selfish life is a timid one. To hold back, to withdraw, to keep the best in reserve, both overvalues the self, and undervalues what the self is.
doors sight wonderful
Our own front door can be a wonderful thing, or a sight we dread; rarely is it only a door.
want doe dare
What I want does exist if I dare to find it...
disappointment secret might
We heal up through being loved, and through loving others. We don't heal by forming a secret society of one - by assessing about the only other 'one' we might admit, and being doomed to disappointment.
rumor legends nobody-knows
Nobody knows anything about Shakespeare the person. It's all legend, it is all rumor.