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  • #1
    Jeanette Winterson
    “You'll get over it...' It's the cliches that cause the trouble. To lose someone you love is to alter your life for ever. You don't get over it because 'it' is the person you loved. The pain stops, there are new people, but the gap never closes. How could it? The particularness of someone who mattered enough to greive over is not made anodyne by death. This hole in my heart is in the shape of you and no-one else can fit it. Why would I want them to?

    I've thought a lot about death recently, the finality of it, the argument ending in mid-air. One of us hadn't finished, why did the other one go? And why without warning? Even death after long illness is without warning. The moment you had prepared for so carefully took you by storm. The troops broke through the window and snatched the body and the body is gone. The day before the Wednesday last, this time a year ago, you were here and now you're not. Why not? Death reduces us to the baffled logic of a small child. If yesterday why not today? And where are you?

    Fragile creatures of a small blue planet, surrounded by light years of silent space. Do the dead find peace beyond the rattle of the world? What peace is there for us whose best love cannot return them even for a day? I raise my head to the door and think I will see you in the frame. I know it is your voice in the corridor but when I run outside the corridor is empty. There is nothing I can do that will make any difference. The last word was yours.

    The fluttering in the stomach goes away and the dull waking pain. Sometimes I think of you and I feel giddy. Memory makes me lightheaded, drunk on champagne. All the things we did. And if anyone had said this was the price I would have agreed to pay it. That surprises me; that with the hurt and the mess comes a shaft of recognition. It was worth it. Love is worth it.”
    Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body

  • #2
    Jeanette Winterson
    “In the heat of her hands I thought, This is the campfire that mocks the sun.”
    Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body

  • #3
    Jeanette Winterson
    “I love you."
    "You've loved other people but you still left them."
    "It's not that simple."
    "I don't want to be another scalp on your pole.”
    Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body

  • #4
    Jeanette Winterson
    “You said, ‘Why do I frighten you?’
    Frighten me? Yes you do frighten me. You act as though we will be together for ever. You act as though there is infinite pleasure and time without end. How can I know that? My experience has been that time always ends. In theory you are right, the quantum physicists are right, the romantics and the religious are right.”
    Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body

  • #5
    Jeanette Winterson
    “Why is it the most unoriginal thing we can say to one another is still the thing we long to hear? 'I love you' is always a quotation. You did not say it first and neither did I, yet when you say it and when I say we speak like savages who have found three words and worship them.
    It's the cliches that cause the trouble. A precise emotion seeks a precise expression. If what I feel is not precise then should I call it love? It is so terrifying, love, that all I can do is shove it under a dump bin of pink cuddly toys and send myself a greetings card saying 'Congratulations on your engagement.' But I am not engaged I am deeply distracted. I am desperately looking the other way so that love won't see me. I want the diluted version, the happy language, the insignificant gestures. The saggy armchair of cliches. It's all right, millions of bottoms have sat here before me. The springs are well worn, the fabric smelly and familiar. I don't have to be frightened, look, my grandma and grandad did it, he in a stiff collar and club tie, she in white muslin straining a little at the life underneath. They did it, my parents did it, now I will do it won't I, arms outstretched, not to hold you, just to keep my balance, sleepwalking to that armchair. How happy we will be. How happy everyone will be. And they all lived happily ever after.”
    Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body

  • #6
    Jeanette Winterson
    “Know thyself,’ said Socrates.
    Know thyself,’ said Sappho, ‘and make sure that the Church never finds out.”
    Jeanette Winterson, Art and Lies

  • #7
    Jeanette Winterson
    “The fatal combination of indulgence without feeling disgusts me. Strange to be both greedy and dead. For myself, I prefer to hold my desires just out of reach of appetite, to keep myself honed and sharp. I want the keen edge of longing. it is so easy to be a brute and yet it has become rather fashionable. Is that the consequence of leaving your body to science? Of assuming that another pill, another drug, another car, another pocket-sized home-movie station, a DNA transfer, or the complete freedom of choice that five hundred TV channels must bring, will make everything all right? Will soothe the nagging pain in the heart that the latest laser scan refuses to diagnose? The doctor's surgery is full of men and women who do not know why they are unhappy. "Take this", says the Doctor, "you'll soon feel better." They do not feel better, because, little by little, they cease to feel at all.”
    Jeanette Winterson, Art and Lies

  • #8
    Jeanette Winterson
    “Saddest of all are the woman who were brought up to believe that self-sacrifice is the highest female virtue.”
    Jeanette Winterson, Art and Lies

  • #9
    Jeanette Winterson
    “I have come so far so fast that I haven't had time to ask whether or not this is where I want to be”
    Jeanette Winterson, Art and Lies

  • #10
    Jeanette Winterson
    “What's left? Romance. Love's counterfeit free of charge to all. Fall into my arms and the world with its sorrows will shrink up into a tinsel ball. This is the favorite antidote to the cold robot life of faraway perils and nearby apathy. Apathy. From the Greek A Pathos. Want of feeling. But, don't we know, only find the right boy, only find the right girl, and the feeling will be yours. My colleagues tell me I need just such a remedy. Buried up to my neck in pink foam nothing can hurt me now. Safe to feel. All I can feel is you darling.”
    Jeanette Winterson, Art and Lies

  • #11
    James Baldwin
    “People are too various to be treated so lightly. I am too various to be trusted.”
    James Baldwin, Giovanni’s Room

  • #12
    James Baldwin
    “Tell me, he said, "What is this thing about time? Why is it better to be late than early? People are always saying, we must wait, we must wait. what are they waiting for?"

    "Well […] I guess people wait in order to make sure of what they feel."

    "And when you have waited—-has it made you sure?”
    James Baldwin, Giovanni’s Room

  • #13
    Jeff Vandermeer
    “The effect of this cannot be understood without being there. The beauty of it cannot be understood, either, and when you see beauty in desolation it changes something inside you. Desolation tries to colonize you.”
    Jeff VanderMeer, Annihilation

  • #14
    Jeff Vandermeer
    “That's how the madness of the world tries to colonize you: from the outside in, forcing you to live in its reality.”
    Jeff VanderMeer, Annihilation



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