Jeanette Winterson: Trending quotes (page 5)

“Only a fool tries to reconstruct a bunch of grapes from a bottle of wine.”

“Yes, the stories are dangerous, she was right. A book is a magic carpet that flies you off elsewhere. A book is a door. You open it. You step through. Do you come back?”

“When people looked at him they had the feeling of being shut out. He did not shut them out. He shut himself in.”

“Gambling is not a vice, it is an expression of our humanness. We gamble. Some do it at the gaming table, some do not. You play, you win, you play, you lose, you play.”

“Poor me. There's nothing so sweet as wallowing in it is there? Wallowing is sex for depressives.”

“I would eat my way into perdition to taste you.”

“Odd to think that the piece of you I know best is already dead. The cells on the surface of your skin are thin and flat without the blood vessels or nerve endings. Dead cells, thickest on the palms of your hands and the soles of your feet.”

“To me, these days will never end. I am always there, in that room with her,
or if not I, the imprint of myself - my fossil-love”

“Somewhere between fear and sex passion is. The way there is sudden. The way out is worse.”

“Every moment you steal from the present is a moment you've lost forever. There is only now.”

“Don't regret your life, child, it will pass soon enough.”

“The free man never thinks of escape.”

“She had made him possible. In that sense she was his god. Like God, she was neglected.”

“Not much touches us, but we long to be touched. We lie awake at night willing the darkness to part and show us a vision.”

“One day, tens of millions of years from now, someone will find me rusted into the mud of a world they have never seen, and when they crumble me between their fingers, it will be you they find.”

“I have a head for heights it's true, but no stomach for the depths. Strange then to have plumbed so many.”

“If I can't stay where I am, and I can't, then I will put all that I can into the going.”

“I would rather have regrets of excess than regrets of denial.”

“Walls protect and walls limit. It is in the nature of walls that they should fall. That walls should fall is the consequence of blowing your own trumpet.”