Quoting her mother: The trouble with a book is you never know what's in it until it's too late!
Jeanette WintersonThe most prosaic of us betray a belief in the inward life every time we talk about 'my body' rather than 'I.
Jeanette Wintersonunhappy families are conspiracies of silence. The one who breaks the silence is never forgiven.
Jeanette WintersonAs far as I was concerned men were something you had around the place, not particularly interesting, but quite harmless. I had never shown the slightest feeling for them, and apart from my never wearing a skirt, saw nothing else in common between us.
Jeanette WintersonI think writing is a process that starts long before the writers are actually writers and probably goes on long afterward. It's rather like the way the Arabs weave rugs. They don't stop. They just cut them off at a certain spot on the loom. There is no particular beginning or end.
Jeanette Winterson