Quotes From "Art And Lies" By Jeanette Winterson

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There is a further trouble; no matter how meticulous the scientist, he or she cannot be separated from the experiment itself. Impossible to detach the observer from the observed. A great deal of scientific truth has later turned out to be its observer's fiction. It is irrational to assume that this is no longer the case. Jeanette Winterson
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Saddest of all are the woman who were brought up to believe that self-sacrifice is the highest female virtue. Jeanette Winterson
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Examine this statement: ‘A woman cannot be a poet.’ Dr Samuel Johnson (Englishman 1709-84 Occupation: Language Fixer and Big Mouth.) What then shall I give up? My poetry or my womanhood? Jeanette Winterson
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What are the unreal things but the passion that once burned one like a fire? What are the incredible things but the things that one has faithfully believed? What are the improbable things but the things that one has done oneself? Jeanette Winterson
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But if what can exist does exist, is memory invention or is invention memory? Jeanette Winterson
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Look up. This is the season of shooting stars. Light, two thousand years old, still dazzling. Let me see your face. Your face lit up by twenty centuries. Jeanette Winterson
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Progress is not one of those floating comparatives, so beloved of our friends in advertising, we need a context, a perspective. What are we better than? Who are we better than? Examine this statement: Most people are better off. Financially? socially? educationally? medically? spiritually? I dare not ask if you are happy? Are you happy? Jeanette Winterson
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I think therefore I am. Does that mean 'I feel therefore I'm not'? But only through feeling can I get at thinking. Jeanette Winterson
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Time: Change experienced and observed. Time measured by the angle of the turning earth as it rotates through its axis. The earth turning slowly on its spit under the fire of the sun. Jeanette Winterson
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And myself? Observe me. There is something to be gained from my surface uses, and perhaps a little more from my lower depths, but my very bottom? That's where I am alone, the observer and the observed. Jeanette Winterson
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Every day in my consultancy, I meet men and women who are out of their minds. That is, they have not the slightest idea who they really are or what it is that matters to them. The question 'How shall I live?' is not one I can answer on prescription. Jeanette Winterson
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The words come at my call but who calls whom? Jeanette Winterson
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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
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I know from my own experience that suicide is not what it seems. Too easy to try to piece together the fragmented life. The spirit torn in bits so that the body follows. Jeanette Winterson
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Fall for me, as an apple falls, as rain falls, because you must. Use gravity to anchor your desire. Jeanette Winterson
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The winged word. The mercurial word. The word that is both moth and lamp. The word that is itself and more. the associative word light with meanings. The word not netted by meaning. The exact word wide. The word not whore nor cenobite. The word unlied. Jeanette Winterson
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I dream of flight, not to be as the angels are, but to rise above the smallness of it all. The smallnesss that I am. Against the daily death the iconography of wings. Jeanette Winterson