I was in danger of drowning, and nobody lost at sea worries about whether the spar they cling to is made of elm or oak.
Jeanette WintersonReading things that are relevant to the facts of your life is of limited value. The facts are, after all, only the facts, and the yearning passionate part of you will not be met there. That is why reading ourselves as a fiction as well as fact is so liberating. The wider we read the freer we become. Emily Dickinson barely left her homestead in Amherst, Massachusetts, but when we read 'My life stood -- a loaded gun' we know we have met an imagination that will detonate life, not decorate it.
Jeanette WintersonTags: reading emily-dickinson
The library was quiet. It was busy but it was quiet and I thought it must be like this in a monastery where you had company and sympathy but your thoughts were your own.
Jeanette WintersonMrs Ratlow was a widow, and she was head of English, but she still did all the cooking and cleaning for her two sons, and she never took holidays because she said -- and I will never forget it -- "When a woman alone is no longer of any interest to the opposite sex, she is only visible where she has some purpose.
Jeanette WintersonTags: feminism
Oxford was not a conspiracy of silence as far as women were concerned; it was a conspiracy of ignorance.
Jeanette WintersonThen, 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.
Jeanette WintersonTags: colonialism colonialist-britain
I have had a lot to put up with," she said, looking meaningfully at me. "I know the Bible tells us to turn the other cheek but there are only so many cheeks in a day.
Jeanette WintersonTags: christianity christian-behavior what-would-jesus-do
My mother called me Silver. I was born part precious metal part pirate.
I have no father. There's nothing unusual about that -even children who do have fathers are often surprised to see them. My own father came out of the sea and went back that way. He was crew on a fishing boat that harboured with us one night when the waves were crashing like dark glass. His splintered hulll shored him for long enough to drop anchor inside my mother.
Shoals of babies vied for life.
I won.
We are lucky, even the worst of us, because daylight comes.
Jeanette WintersonWhy was money worth everything when you had none of it, and nothing when you had too much?
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