Barbara Grizzuti Harrison

Barbara Grizzuti Harrison
Barbara Grizzuti Harrisonwas an American journalist, essayist and memoirist. She is best known for her autobiographical work, particularly her account of growing up as one of Jehovah's Witnesses, and for her travel writing...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth14 September 1934
CountryUnited States of America
tired rome wish
One can be tired of Rome after three weeks and feel one has exhausted it; after three months one feels that one has not even scratched the surface of Rome; and after six months one wishes never to leave it.
air fire islands
the islands of Italy combine all the elements - fire, water, earth, and air - and that is irresistible.
insanity proportion
Insanity is a lack of proportion.
travel home coming-home
There are places one comes home to that one has never been to ...
inanimate-objects objects
there are no inanimate objects ...
illness crime
illness is regarded as a crime, and crime is regarded as illness ...
add generations wheels
Every generation reinvents the wheel - and in the process it often adds to rather than subtracts from a woman's burdens.
dream romance quality
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.
doctrine tradition absence
Persecution 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.
our-love
All our loves are contained in all our other loves.
work fusion praise
The best work is a fusion of love and praise.
character weather
Weather creates character.
water faces bears
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).
numbness violence calm
Violence is its own anesthetist. The numbness it induces feels very much like calm.