The dream police will not let me have sexual fantasies.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISON
Italians do not regard food as merely fuel. They regard it as medicine for the soul, one of life’s abiding pleasures.
More Barbara Grizzuti Harrison Quotes
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The dream police will not let me have sexual fantasies.
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All our loves are contained in all our other loves.
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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.
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Beware of people carrying ideas. Beware of ideas carrying people.
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The best work is a fusion of love and praise.
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Facts mean nothing to wounded feelings.
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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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There are places one comes home to that one has never been to.
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Italians’ relationship to food is loving, informal, and gay.
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Children hold us hostage; they represent our commitment to the future.
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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.
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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.
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Great unhappiness is incompatible with the belief that it will ever end.
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One feels a quickening of the pulse when one crosses a border.
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Silence is the garment of light.
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