it’s perfectly possible to hate one’s fat and to love one’s body at the same time.
BARBARA GRIZZUTI HARRISONPersecution always acts as a jell for members of cults; it proves to them, in the absence of history, liturgy, tradition, and doctrine, that they are God’s chosen.
More Barbara Grizzuti Harrison Quotes
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Sometimes I think that just not thinking of oneself is a form of prayer. . .
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The past is a sorry country.
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Facts mean nothing to wounded feelings.
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Rome is all things high and low. It is like God, it accommodates so much.
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All acts performed in the world begin in the imagination.
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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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truth … is the first casualty of tyranny.
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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.
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Women’s propensity to share confidences is universal. We confirm our reality by sharing.
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Belief sometimes precedes understanding; faith sometimes precedes scientific evidence.
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Food is my drug of choice.
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Porches are America’s lost rooms.
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Beware of people carrying ideas. Beware of ideas carrying people.
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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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