All our loves are contained in all our other loves.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISONThe past is a sorry country.
More Barbara Grizzuti Harrison Quotes
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to have a crisis, and act upon it, is one thing. To dwell in perpetual crisis is another.
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Italy offers one the most priceless of all one’s possessions – one’s own soul.
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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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Collecting is like sex; satisfaction renews and creates new appetites.
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Fantasies are more than substitutes for unpleasant reality; they are also dress rehearsals, plans. All acts performed in the world begin in the imagination.
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Facts mean nothing to wounded feelings.
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There are places one comes home to that one has never been to.
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Women’s propensity to share confidences is universal. We confirm our reality by sharing.
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Violence is its own anesthetist. The numbness it induces feels very much like calm.
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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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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.
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If there is one lesson Rome teaches, it is that matter is good; in Rome the holy and the homely rise and converge.
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Italians’ relationship to food is loving, informal, and gay.
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Italians do not regard food as merely fuel. They regard it as medicine for the soul, one of life’s abiding pleasures.
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my love of water … is mingled with and almost indistinguishable from a fear of water (I can float in a vertical position – I enter a fugue state – but I cannot bear to bury my face in water).
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