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How 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 Harrison

The past is a sorry country.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Country Past Sorry
If there is one lesson Rome teaches, it is that matter is good; in Rome the holy and the homely rise and converge.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Lesson Matter Rome
To offer the complexities of life as an excuse for not addressing oneself to the simpler, more manageable (trivial) aspects of daily existence is a perversity often indulged in by artists, husbands, intellectuals — and critics of the Women’s Movement.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Artist Husband Movement
Belief sometimes precedes understanding; faith sometimes precedes scientific evidence.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Belief Faith Understanding
There are places one comes home to that one has never been to.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Coming Home Place Travel
Collecting is like sex; satisfaction renews and creates new appetites.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Appetite Satisfaction Sex
I 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

Mistake Past Thinking
Sometimes I think that just not thinking of oneself is a form of prayer. . .
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Prayer Sometimes Thinking
Fantasies are more than substitutes for unpleasant reality; they are also dress rehearsals, plans. All acts performed in the world begin in the imagination.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Art Inspirational Reality
My mother was my first jealous lover.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

First Jealous Mother
In memory Venice is always magic.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Magic Memories Venice
There is something worse than dying, and that is humiliation – at least so it seemed to me.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Dying Embarrassment Humiliation
Every 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

Hands Home Regret
Food is my drug of choice.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Choices Drug Food
It’s the perpetually unfinished quality of housework that makes it oppressive – it never ends, like bad psychoanalysis, or a dream interrupted. It is paradoxically true that it is exactly this daily re-creation of the world that lends housekeeping its nobility and romance.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Dream Quality Romance
Great unhappiness is incompatible with the belief that it will ever end.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON

Belief Grief Unhappiness