Weather creates character.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISONItaly offers one the most priceless of all one’s possessions – one’s own soul.
More Barbara Grizzuti Harrison Quotes
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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.
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Italians’ relationship to food is loving, informal, and gay.
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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.
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Food is my drug of choice.
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All acts performed in the world begin in the imagination.
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There is something worse than dying, and that is humiliation – at least so it seemed to me.
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There are no original ideas. There are only original people.
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My mother was my first jealous lover.
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To live exhilaratingly in and for the moment is deadly serious work, fun of the most exhausting sort
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Beware of people carrying ideas. Beware of ideas carrying people.
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What you desire you call into being.
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The real reason women fall in love abroad is not that they are free of domestic inhibitions but that they translate their love of stone and place into love of flesh. … Is this true?
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[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.
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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.
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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.
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