1,104 Quotes by Jeanette Winterson

Shakespeare,” he thought as he scribbled away. “Foolish fancy. This is life as it is lived.

I have ridden out all the storms,” said Shakespeare, “even the ones I wrote myself. Here, look, it begins…

Shakespeare shook his head and sunk his chin into his ruff, making him look more owl-like than ever. “I have written about other worlds often enough. I have said what I can say. There are many kinds of reality. This is but one kind.

In therapy, the therapist acts as a container for what we daren't let out, because it is so scary, or what lets itself out every so often, and lays waste to our lives.

The strata of sedimentary rock are like the pages of a book, each with a record of contemporary life written on it. Unfortunately, the record is far from complete.

It takes much longer to leave the psychic place than the physical place." (p.120)

Then, as now, nobody talked about the legacy of Empire. Britain had colonised, owned, occupied or interfered with half the world. We had carved up some countries and created others. When some of the world we had made by force wanted something in return, we were outraged.

Don't you think it's strange that life, described as so rich and full, a camel-trail of adventure, should shrink to this coin sized world?

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.