History is a madman's museum.
Jeanette Winterson
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JEANETTE WINTERSON For my part, I think we need more emotion, not less. But I think, too, that we need to educate peopl...
JEANETTE WINTERSON Wallowing is sex for depressives.
JEANETTE WINTERSON Poor me. There's nothing so sweet as wallowing in it is there? Wallowing is sex for depressives.
JEANETTE WINTERSON I want someone who is fierce and will love me until death and knows that love is as strong as death,...
JEANETTE WINTERSON She must find a boat and sail in it. No guarantee of shore. Only a conviction that what she wanted c...
JEANETTE WINTERSON To love someone else enough to forget about yourself even for one moment is to be free.
JEANETTE WINTERSON Being free is not being powerful or rich or well regarded or without obligations but being able to l...
JEANETTE WINTERSON Truth for anyone is a very complex thing. For a writer, what you leave out says as much as those thi...
JEANETTE WINTERSON My mother was in charge of language. My father had never really learned to read - he could manage sl...
JEANETTE WINTERSON Earth is ancient now, but all knowledge is stored up in her. She keeps a record of everything that h...
JEANETTE WINTERSON Children do not find fault with their parents until later. In the beginning, the love you get is the...
JEANETTE WINTERSON To me, these days will never end. I am always there, in that room with her,
or if not I, the i...
JEANETTE WINTERSON I have a list of titles that I leave at the [library] desk, because they are bound to be written som...
JEANETTE WINTERSON Don't regret your life, child, it will pass soon enough.
JEANETTE WINTERSON But not all dark places need light, I have to remember that.
JEANETTE WINTERSON Often the greatest progress happen in the most difficult of times.
JEANETTE CORON A circle of women may just be the most powerful force known to humanity. If you have one, embrace it...
JEANETTE LEBLANC Be gentle. Pay attention. Offer purposeful healing. Seek Equilibrium. Unfreeze, slowly. Stretch your...
JEANETTE LEBLANC We are here to love hard and true. Here to give ourselves over to the rush and bliss of it all. Here...
JEANETTE LEBLANC To know the hope and the struggle and the stay still and the run away and the come here and the push...
JEANETTE LEBLANC I have no inhibitions about smoking or drinking, but I think too much of my voice to place it in jeo...
JEANETTE MACDONALD Do not try quiet my voice.
Do not attempt to soften my edges or tame my prowl.
I am inhabi...
JEANETTE LEBLANC Humans can learn to like anything, that's why we are such a successful species. You can drop humans ...
JEANETTE DESOR Butterflies are beautiful, but the process of emerging from the chrysalis and spreading your wings c...
JEANETTE LEBLANC Been painting ceramics for years, I love it. I am waiting until I finish this project so that I can ...
JEANETTE BROWN It's like raping Alice in Wonderland.
JEANETTE WILLIAMS If you stop being afraid of the word no and take more chances, you will get more yes.
JEANETTE CORON I'm sure that people must say about me, on the screen, 'Good gracious, is Jeanette MacDonald...
JEANETTE MACDONALD You’re either part of the problem or part of the solution. There are no bystanders who get to clai...
JEANETTE LEBLANC The one thing I missed was never having children. It just wasn't in the cards, I guess.
JEANETTE MACDONALD I must have had rocks in my head.
JEANETTE MACDONALD I'm sure that people must say about me, on the screen, 'Good gracious, is Jeanette MacDonald going t...
JEANETTE MACDONALD I can't believe how blessed I am! I'm married to the most wonderful man, Gene Raymond, whom I'm deep...
JEANETTE MACDONALD I've been told I have an Irish temper, I know I have Scottish thrift, and, like the English, I love ...
JEANETTE MACDONALD You realize, monsieur, that I am not in love with you, that I have no intention of falling in love w...
JEANETTE MACDONALD & Whenn i Scratch my Nailss Down hisss baqqqq ; yourrr gonnahhh feel it.
JEANETTE R. Because like the depths of the ocean that calls you home, you will never be easy.
But dar...
JEANETTE LEBLANC It can be said that we are built by many things. Biology and lineage. Grit and moonlight and ocean s...
JEANETTE LEBLANC