Jeanette Winterson Quotes About Darkness

• No hay muchas cosas que nos conmuevan, pero anhelamos que nos conmuevan. Nos quedamos despiertos por la noche deseando que la oscuridad se separe y nos muestre una visión.

  Jeanette Winterson

  Lying, Night, Long

  Jeanette Winterson (2007). “The Passion”, p.7, Grove/Atlantic, Inc.

• Darkness as well as light. Or do I mean darkness, another kind of light? Lucifer would say so, and I have a weakness for fallen angels.

  Jeanette Winterson

  Sympathy, Mean, Angel

  Jeanette Winterson (1995). “Art & Lies: A Piece for Three Voices and a Bawd”, Knopf

• Now that physics is proving the intelligence of the universe what are we to do about the stupidity of mankind? I include myself. I know that the earth is not flat but my feet are. I know that space is curved but my brain has been condoned by habit to grow in a straight line. What I call light is my own blend of darkness. What I call a view is my hand-painted trompe-l'oeil. I run after knowledge like a ferret down a ferret hole. My limitations, I call the boundaries of what can be known. I interpret the world by confusing other people's psychology with my own.

  Jeanette Winterson

  Running, Light, Views

• We're a lukewarm people for all our feast days and hard work. Not much touches us, but we long to be touched. We lie awake at night willing the darkness to part and show us a vision. Our children frighten us in their intimacy, but we make sure they grow up like us. Lukewarm like us. On a night like this, hands and faces hot, we can believe that tomorrow will show us angels in jars and that the well-known woods will suddenly reveal another path.

  Jeanette Winterson

  Growing Up, Children, Lying

• Túmbate a mi lado. Déjame ver la división de tus poros. Déjame ver la red de cicatrices hechas por las garras de tu familia y tú sus muebles. Déjame ver las heridas que ellos negaron. El campo de batalla de la vida familiar que ha sido tu cuerpo. Déjame ver las magulladas líneas rojas que señalan su campamento. Déjame ver el lugar desolado donde se han ido. Acuéstate a mi lado y deja que el ver sea sanador. No hay necesidad de esconderse. No hay necesidad de oscuridad ni de luz. Déjame verte tal como eres.

  Jeanette Winterson

  Lying, Healing, Light

  Jeanette Winterson (1995). “Art & Lies: A Piece for Three Voices and a Bawd”, Knopf

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