Death Quote by Jeanette Winterson — Inspiring Words on Life, Love & Wisdom

“Many waters cannot quench love, neither can floods drown it. What then kills love? Only this: Neglect.”

“I believe in fiction and the power of stories because that way we speak in tongues. We are not silenced. All of us, when in deep trauma, find we hesitate, we stammer; there are long pauses in our speech. The thing is stuck. We get our language back through the language of others. We can turn to the poem. We can open the book. Somebody has been there for us and deep-dived the words.”

“And what is enlightenment anyway but delusions we can live with?”

“A tough life needs a tough language—and that is what poetry is. That is what literature offers—a language powerful enough to say how it is.”

“But where was God now, with heaven full of astronauts, and the Lord overthrown? I miss God. I miss the company of someone utterly loyal. I still don't think of God as my betrayer. The servants of God, yes, but servants by their very nature betray. I miss God who was my friend. I don't even know if God exists, but I do know that if God is your emotional role model, very few human relationships will match up to it. I have an idea that one day it might be possible, I thought once it had become possible, and that glimpse has set me wandering, trying to find the balance between earth and sky. If the servants hadn't rushed in and parted us, I might have been disappointed, might have snatched off the white samite to find a bowl of soup.”

“Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs;”

“That we must all die, we always knew; I wish I had remembered it sooner.”

“The man now retrieved a linen cloth and stuffed it deep into Katherine’s mouth. “Death,” he”

“I'm going to put death in all their food and watch them die.”

“Never use abstract nouns when concrete ones will do. If you mean “More people died” don’t say “Mortality rose.”

“In ten years time I’ll be… (dead) sixty.”