All acts performed in the world begin in the imagination.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISONAll acts performed in the world begin in the imagination.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISONFacts mean nothing to wounded feelings.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISONUnhappiness makes beggars or accountants of us all.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISONI made the mistake of thinking that if you add up the past, you sum up the future; I forgot how frequently life astonishes us.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON[On Werner Erhard, founder of est:] If I wanted a new belief system, I’d choose to believe in God – He’s been in business longer than Werner, and He has better music.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISONNothing 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 HARRISONHow do you think it would feel to be obliged to ask for a seat-belt extender on an airplane? For the unfashionably bulgy, life is a series of small humiliations.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISONOne can be tired of Rome after three weeks and feel one has exhausted it; after three months one feels that one has not even scratched the surface of Rome; and after six months one wishes never to leave it.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISONItalians do not regard food as merely fuel. They regard it as medicine for the soul, one of life’s abiding pleasures.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISONKindness and intelligence don’t always deliver us from the pitfalls and traps: there are always failures of love, of will, of imagination. There is no way to take the danger out of human relationships.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISONMy mother was my first jealous lover.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISONViolence is its own anesthetist. The numbness it induces feels very much like calm.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISONAll our loves are contained in all our other loves.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISONI don’t think I know a single woman who knows what she looks like.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISONAll is waiting and all is work; all is change and all is permanence.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISONEvery house we have lived in, every building to which our hands have lent their work, belongs to us by virtue of love or of regret.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON