Joanne Harris
Joanne Harris
Joanne Michèle Sylvie Harris, MBEis an English author, best known for her award-winning novel Chocolat which was later turned into a successful film. The film adaption was released in 2000, directed by Lasse Hallström and starring Juliette Binoche, Judi Dench, Alfred Molina, Lena Olin and Johnny Depp. It was nominated for 8 BAFTAS and 5 Oscars...
NationalityBritish
ProfessionAuthor
Date of Birth3 July 1964
everyday-things magic warning
The right circumstances sometimes happen of their own accord, slyly, without fanfare, without warning. Layman's alchemy. . . . The magic of everyday things.
book people causes
I love it when my books cause controversy, when people argue violently about the ending.
queens cat night
Like a domestic cat, purring on the sofa by day, but by night, a strutting queen, a natural killer, disdainful of her other life.
dog thinking giving
Gods? Don't let that impress you. Anyone can be a god if they have enough worshippers. You don't even have to have powers anymore. In my time I've seen theatre gods, gladiator gods, even storyteller gods - you people see gods everywhere. Gives you an excuse for not thinking for yourselves. God is just a word. Like Fury. like demon, Just words people use for things they don't understand. Reverse it and you get dog. It's just as appropriate.
hands faults
Was it my fault that I got out of hand? --Loki
mean presumption-of-innocence faults
But I rather thought--I mean, I heard you'd killed Balder the Fair." "I never did," snapped Loki crossly. "Well, no one ever proved I did. What happened to the presumption of innocence? Besides, he was supposed to be invulnerable. Was it my fault that he wasn't?
wife library pay
Library-denigrators, pay heed: suggesting that the Internet is a viable substitute for libraries is like saying porn could replace your wife.
memories heart two
All those moments, those memories. Everything that we are, compressed in just two or three kilos of paper — the weight of a human heart.
speak silent
I speak as I must and cannot be silent.
wine tree joy
Drunkeness, she told us in a rare moment of confidence, is a sin against the fruit, the tree, the wine itself. Wine, distilled and nurtured from bud into fruit; it deserves reverance. Joy. Gentleness. (Page 194.)
curious
I'm insatiably curious.
feelings hiding incapable
I'm incapable of hiding my feelings when I'm around someone I don't like.
world lasts firsts
This isn't the first time the world has come to an end, and it won't be the last either.
tamed
A thing named is a thing tamed.