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Quote by Jeanette Winterson

“I lay there, stretched out, looking at the one star visible through the tiny window of the room. Only connect. How can you do that when the connections are broken?”

Book:Lighthousekeeping

Work

Lighthousekeeping

Lighthousekeeping is a narrative set in the desolate and tranquil environment of a remote lighthouse. The story delves into the introspective life of the lighthousekeeper, examining the solitude and the slow, unyielding passage of time. The novel is a contemplative exploration of human existence and the impact of isolation on the individual. more

Author

Jeanette Winterson

Jeanette Winterson is a renowned British author known for her distinctive literary style and profound social commentary. Her works span a wide range of themes, including novels, essays, and poetry. Winterson's novel 'Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit' is a story about growth, faith, and sexuality that has received widespread acclaim. more

“What should I do about the wild and the tame? The wild heart that wants to be free, and the tame heart that wants to come home. I want to be held. I don't want you to come too close. I want you to scoop me up and bring me home at nights. I don't want to tell you where I am. I want to keep a place among the rocks where no one can find me. I want to be with you.”

Want Should Heart Home Night Rocks Contradiction Coming Home I Want You Should I Find Me Want To Be With You I Want To Be With You

Author:Jeanette Winterson

“…So when the last and dreadful hour This crumbling pageant shall devour, The trumpet shall be heard on high, The dead shall live, the living die, And Music shall untune the sky”

Lasts Dies Hours Heard Sky Trumpets Crumbling Pageant

Author:John Dryden

“It was a sound like someone trying not to make a sound.”

Trying Sound

Book:Trying to Save Piggy Sneed: 20th Anniversary Edition

Source: Trying to Save Piggy Sneed: 20th Anniversary Edition

“The ‘experimental’ writer, then, is simply following the story’s commands to the best of his human ability. The writer is not the story, the story is the story. See? Sometimes this is very hard to accept and sometimes too easy. On the one hand, there’s the writer who can’t face his fate: that the telling of a story has nothing at all to do with him; on the other hand, there’s the one who faces it too well: that the telling of the story has nothing at all to do with him”

Writing Humans Wells Sometimes Hard Stories Hands Faces Easy Ability Accepting Fate Following Command