My mother was my first jealous lover.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISONOur 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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Rome is all things high and low. It is like God, it accommodates so much.
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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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Food is my drug of choice.
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Weather creates character.
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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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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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One feels a quickening of the pulse when one crosses a border.
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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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Women’s propensity to share confidences is universal. We confirm our reality by sharing.
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Italy offers one the most priceless of all one’s possessions – one’s own soul.
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Collecting is like sex; satisfaction renews and creates new appetites.
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Autobiography is a preemptive strike against biographers.
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There are places one comes home to that one has never been to.
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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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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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