Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

Silence is the garment of light.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

The past can be tamed and controlled.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

Porches are America's lost rooms.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

The past is a sorry country.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

The best work is a fusion of love and praise.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

There are no inanimate objects.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

My mother was my first jealous lover.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

the gardens of our childhood are all beautiful.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

Autobiography is a preemptive strike against biographers.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

Children hold us hostage; they represent our commitment to the future.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

Beware of people carrying ideas. Beware of ideas carrying people.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

Italy offers one the most priceless of all one's possessions - one's own soul.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

Violence is its own anesthetist. The numbness it induces feels very much like calm.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

All acts performed in the world begin in the imagination.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

Collecting is like sex; satisfaction renews and creates new appetites.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

In the face of evil, detachment is a dubious virtue.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

I refuse to believe that trading recipes is silly. Tuna Fish casserole is at least as real as corporate stock.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

[On Werner Erhard, founder of est:] If I wanted a new belief system, I'd choose to believe in God - He's been…

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

To surrender one's vulnerable body to water has always seemed to me a limpid act of will that has no coutnerpart or…

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

Nothing is more democratic, less judgmental, than water. Water doesn't care whether flesh is withered or fresh; it caresses aged flesh and…

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

Our awesome responsibility to ourselves, to our children, and to the future is to create ourselves in the image of goodness, because…

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

I made the mistake of thinking that if you add up the past, you sum up the future; I forgot how frequently…

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

Fantasies are more than substitutes for unpleasant reality; they are also dress rehearsals, plans. All acts performed in the world begin in…

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

The most painful moral struggles are not those between good and evil, but between the good and the lesser good.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

True revolutionaries are like God - they create the world in their own image. Our awesome responsibility to ourselves, to our children,…

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

“We are all proprietary toward cities we love. 'Ah, you should have seen her when I loved her!' we say, reciting glories…

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

It's the perpetually unfinished quality of housework that makes it oppressive - it never ends, like bad psychoanalysis, or a dream interrupted.…

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

I love medieval cities; they do not clamor for attention; they possess their souls - their riches - in quiet; formal, courteous,…

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

To offer the complexities of life as an excuse for not addressing oneself to the simpler, more manageable (trivial) aspects of daily…

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

Grief does not end and love does not die and nothing fills its graven place. With grace, pain is transmuted into the…

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

In memory Venice is always magic.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

truth ... is the first casualty of tyranny.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

To sleep is an act of faith.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

All our loves are contained in all our other loves.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

What you desire you call into being.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

Food is my drug of choice.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

Desire creates its own object.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

Facts mean nothing to wounded feelings.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

Insanity is a lack of proportion.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

Unhappiness makes beggars or accountants of us all.

— Barbara Grizzuti Harrison