Jeanette Winterson Quotes About Desire

Quotes about: Desire

• I spin worlds where we could be together. I dream you. For me, imagination and desire are very close.

  Jeanette Winterson

  Dream, Imagination, Desire

• While I can’t have you, I long for you. I am the kind of person who would miss a train or a plane to meet you for coffee. I’d take a taxi across town to see you for ten minutes. I’d wait outside all night if I thought you would open the door in the morning. If you call me and say ‘Will you…’ my answer is ‘Yes’, before your sentence is out. I spin worlds where we could be together. I dream you. For me, imagination and desire are very close.

  Jeanette Winterson

  Love, Dream, Morning

• Perhaps all romance is like that; not a contract between equal parties but an explosion of dreams and desires that can find no outlet in everyday life. Only a drama will do and while the fireworks last the sky is a different colour.

  Jeanette Winterson

  Dream, Drama, Party

• What kills love? Only this: Neglect. Not to see you when you stand before me. Not to think of you in the little things. Not to make the road wide for you, the table spread for you. To choose you out of habit not desire, to pass the flower seller without a thought. To leave the dishes unwashed, the bed unmade, to ignore you in the mornings, make use of you at night. To crave another while pecking your cheek. To say your name without hearing it, to assume it is mine to call.

  Jeanette Winterson

  Morning, Flower, Night

• When I say 'I will be true to you' I am drawing a quiet space beyond the reach of other desires.

  Jeanette Winterson

  Drawing, Space, Desire

  Jeanette Winterson (2013). “Written On The Body”, p.77, Random House

• Long looking at paintings is equivalent to being dropped into a foreign city, where gradually, out of desire and despair, a few key words, then a little syntax make a clearing in the silence. Art... is a foreign city, and we deceive ourselves when we think it familiar... We have to recognize that the language of art, all art, is not our mother-tongue.

  Jeanette Winterson

  Mother, Art, Thinking

• Love is the one thing stronger than desire and the only proper reason to resist temptation.

  Jeanette Winterson

  Love Is, Temptation, Desire

  Jeanette Winterson (2013). “Written On The Body”, p.78, Random House

• Intensity is the desire to receive. Open yourself to light and you will become light.

  Jeanette Winterson

  Light, Desire, Intensity

• When I say 'I will be true to you' I am drawing a quiet space beyond the reach of other desires. No one can legislate love; it cannot be given orders or cajoled into service. Love belongs to itself, deaf to pleading and unmoved by violence. Love is not something you can negotiate. Love is the one thing stronger than desire and the only proper reason to resist temptation.

  Jeanette Winterson

  Love Is, Order, Drawing

• The tamer my love, the farther away it is from love. In fierceness, in heat, in longing, in risk, I find something of love's nature. In my desire for you, I burn at the right temperature to walk through love's fire. So when you ask me why I cannot love you more calmly, I answer that to love you calmly is not to love you at all.

  Jeanette Winterson

  Love You, Fire, Risk

• However it is debased or misinterpreted, love is a redemptive feature. To focus on one individual so that their desires become superior to yours is a very cleansing experience.

  Jeanette Winterson

  Love, Focus, Desire

• Men will gamble and plot and fight and fall, all for the winning of a trophy. A woman's heart, a piece of land, a kingdom, a lordship, a contract, a ship, an egg -- it hardly matters the which or the what, as soon as it is seen to be desired by one, another will make a prize of it.

  Jeanette Winterson

  Fall, Heart, Fighting

• Marriage is the flimsiest weapon against desire. You may as well take a pop-gun to a python.

  Jeanette Winterson

  Marriage, Gun, Python

• There are those who say that temptation can be barricaded beyond the door. The ones who think that stray desires can be driven out of the heart like the moneychangers from the temple. Maybe they can, if you patrol your weak points day and night, don't look, don't smell, don't dream.

  Jeanette Winterson

  Dream, Heart, Thinking

  Jeanette Winterson (2013). “Written On The Body”, p.78, Random House

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