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What a strange world this is when you can have as much sex as you like but love is taboo.

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Jeanette Winterson

Jeanette Winterson

Profession: Novelist
Nationality: British

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Humans have given away all their power to a they. You aren't able to fight the system because without the system none of you can survive.

You are still the colour of my blood. You are my blood. When I look in the mirror it's not my own face I see. Your body is twice. Once you once me. Can I be sure which is which?

Now that I have lost you I cannot allow you to develop, you must be a photograph not a poem.

A tough life needs a tough language - and that is what poetry is.

I have a theory that every time you make an important choice, the part of you left behind continues the other life you could have had.

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Witchery popery popery witchery – all the same thing.

True stories are the ones that lie open at the border, allowing a crossing, a further frontier. The final frontier is just science fiction – don't believe it. Like the universe, there is no end.

When you are born--what you are born into, the place, the history of the place, how that history mates with your own-- stamps who you are, whatever the pundits of globalisation have to say.

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The love we seek overrules human nature. It has a wildness in it and a glory that we want more than life itself. Love never counts the cost, to itself or others, and nothing is as cruel as love. There is no love that does not pierce the hands and feet.

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