1,104 Quotes by Jeanette Winterson

Be not inhospitable to strangers, lest they be angels in disguise.

My usual confessional is a straight Macallan but not before 5 o’clock. Perhaps that’s why I try and have my crises in the evening.

Everyone who tells a story tells it differently, just to remind us that everybody sees it differently. Some people say there are true things to be found, some people say all kinds of things can be proved. I don’t believe them. The only thing for certain is how complicated it all is, like string full of knots. It’s all there but hard to find the beginning and impossible to fathom the end. The best you can do is admire the cat’s cradle, and maybe knot it up a bit more.

It is necessary to distinguish the chalk circle from the stone wall.

A curse on this game. How can you stick at a game when the rules keep on changing? I shall call myself Alice and play croquet with the flamingos. In Wonderland everyone cheats and love is Wonderland, isn’t it?

There’s no such thing as autobiography, there’s only art and lies.

Where did love begin? What human being looked at another and saw in their face the forests and the sea? Was there a day, exhausted and weary, dragging home food, arms cut and scarred, that you saw yellow flowers and, not knowing what you did, picked them because I love you?

It’s hard to remember that this day will never come again. That the time is now and the place is here and that there are no second chances at a single moment.

I don’t understand why people talk of art as a luxury when it’s a mind-altering possibility.