I would be tender as the night that covers up your foolishness and mine.

Jeanette Winterson

Jeanette Winterson

Profession: Novelist
Nationality: British

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Trust me, I'm telling you stories. ... I can change the story. I am the story.

To do something large and to do it well demands such observances, personal and peculiar, laughable as they often are, because they stave off that dinginess of soul that says that everything is small and grubby and nothing is really worth the effort.

Can anyone deny that we are haunted? What is it that crouches under the myths we have made? Always the physical presence of something split off.

I can change the story. I am the story.

I want someone who is fierce and will love me until death and knows that love is as strong as death, and be on my side forever and ever. I want someone who will destroy and be destroyed by me.

Somewhere between fear and sex passion is.

Writers are not here to conform. We are here to challenge. We're not here to be comfortable—we're here, really, to shake things up. That's our job.

There's no such thing as a limited victory. Every victory leaves another resentment, another defeated and humiliated people. Another place to guard and defend and fear.

People say the magic has gone out of the moon now that someone's stood on it. I don't think so. It would take more than a man's foot to steal the moon.

Every journey conceals another journey within its lines: the path not taken and the forgotten angle.

And the people I have hurt, the mistakes I have made, the damage to myself and others, wasn't poor judgement; it was the place where love had hardened into loss.

It was like living in a library, and that was where I had always been happiest.

I can't be a priest because although my heart is as loud as hers I can pretend no answering riot. I have shouted to God and the Virgin, but they have not shouted back and I'm not interested in the still small voice. Surely a god can meet passion with passion? She says he can. Then he should.

Art saved me; it got me through my depression and self-loathing, back to a place of innocence.