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Children hold us hostage; they represent our commitment to the future.

Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

One feels a quickening of the pulse when one crosses a border.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Borders Pulse Travel
Italians do not regard food as merely fuel. They regard it as medicine for the soul, one of life’s abiding pleasures.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Abiding Medicine Soul
the gardens of our childhood are all beautiful.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Beautiful Childhood Garden
it’s perfectly possible to hate one’s fat and to love one’s body at the same time.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Body Hate Weight
The dream police will not let me have sexual fantasies.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Dream Fantasy Police
Our awesome responsibility to ourselves, to our children, and to the future is to create ourselves in the image of goodness, because the future depends on the nobility of our imaginings.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Children Goodness Responsibility
Facts mean nothing to wounded feelings.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Facts Feelings Mean
Rome is all things high and low. It is like God, it accommodates so much.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

All Lows Rome Things
To surrender one’s vulnerable body to water has always seemed to me a limpid act of will that has no coutnerpart or equal, unless it is sex.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Sex Sports Water
Nothing is more democratic, less judgmental, than water. Water doesn’t care whether flesh is withered or fresh; it caresses aged flesh and firm flesh with equal love.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Care Sports Water
I love medieval cities; they do not clamor for attention; they possess their souls – their riches – in quiet; formal, courteous, they reveal themselves slowly, stone by stone, garden by garden; hidden treasures wait calmly to be loved and yield to introspective wandering.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Cities Garden Travel
I love cloisters, which are the architectural equivalent of a theological concept: perfect freedom within set boundaries.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Architecture Boundaries Perfect
Sometimes I think that just not thinking of oneself is a form of prayer. . .
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Prayer Sometimes Thinking
truth … is the first casualty of tyranny.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Casualties First Truth
My mother was my first jealous lover.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

First Jealous Mother
Insanity is a lack of proportion.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Insanity Lack Proportion