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"Droll thing life is -- that mysterious arrangement of merciless logic for a futile purpose. The most you can hope from it is some knowledge of yourself -- that comes too late -- a crop of inextinguishable regrets."
"All people at root are time optimists. We always think there's enough time to do things with other people. Time to say things to them. And then something happens and then we stand there holding on to words like 'if'."
"She regretted the explanation immediately, but that was because she always regretted everything."
Explore more quotes by Jeanette Winterson
"You have a dress with a décolletage to emphasize your breasts. I suppose the cleavage is the proper focus, but what I wanted to do was fasten my index finger and thumb at the bolts of your collarbone, push out, spreading the web of my hand until it caught against your throat. You asked me if I wanted to strangle you. No, I wanted to fit you—not just in the obvious ways but in so many indentations."
"The riskiness of Art, the reason why it affects us, is not the riskiness of its subject matter, it is the risk of creating a new way of seeing, a new way of thinking."
"[Fiction and poetry] are medicines, they're doses, and they heal the rupture that reality makes on the imagination."
"We were the lucky ones, the notthese, we were the ones who had survived the aerial bombing and fire-clusters, the final flash. Regrettable, unavoidable, a war to end all wars, a war for democracy, a war for freedom, peaceful war. Sometimes war is necessary. Sometimes war is right. But to the broken and the dead, to the wounded and the maimed, to the exploded and the shrapnelshattered, to minds gone dark, to eyes that have seen agony no tears can wash away, it hardly matters that the dead language of war repeats itself through time. The bodies that can say nothing have the last word. What is it - the last word? No.No more war."
"A writer has no use for the clock. A writer lives in an infinity of days, time without end, ploughed under."
"He needed some sort of membrane between himself and experience, which, for him, became language. (Jeanette Winterson on T.S.Eliot)"
"It is the duty of every generation of writers and artists to find fresh ways of expressing the habitual circumstances of the human condition. To serve up the lukewarm remains of yesterdays dinner is easy, profitable and popular, (for a while). It is also wrong."
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