Quote

You priests. You're all the same. You think fasting helps you think about God, when anyone who can cook would tell you that fasting just makes you think about food.

Joanne Harris

Change background

T
T
T

Change font

TAGS & TOPICS

Joanne Harris
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: July 3
Author
Novelist
Writer
Tell
Fasting
Makes
Cook
Would
Priests
Think
Cooks
Thinking
Helps
Food
Anyone
Helping

More quotes by Joanne Harris

Image
Our lives are like these things I make. Turn 'em, build 'em, bake 'em in fire. That's what you've been, son. Baked and fired. But a pot don't have the right to choose whether he be for water, wine, or just left empty. You have, son. You have.
Joanne Harris
Image
She always had that about her, that look of otherness, of eyes that see things much too far, and of thoughts that wander off the edge of the world.
Joanne Harris
Image
Online communities are an expression of loneliness.
Joanne Harris
Image
The process of writing is a little like madness, a kind of possession not altogether benign.
Joanne Harris
Image
Some books you read. Some books you enjoy. But some books just swallow you up, heart and soul.
Joanne Harris
Image
The right circumstances sometimes happen of their own accord, slyly, without fanfare, without warning. Layman's alchemy. . . . The magic of everyday things.
Joanne Harris
Image
A little tantrum in real life seems so much bigger online.
Joanne Harris
Image
Life is what you celebrate. All of it. Even its end.
Joanne Harris
Image
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.)
Joanne Harris
Image
Anything based on ancient texts is difficult for a modern reader to get their head around.
Joanne Harris
Image
If you want to know what's important to a culture, learn their language.
Joanne Harris
Image
The great thing about books is that you can end with a question mark.
Joanne Harris
Image
I like autumn. The drama of it the golden lion roaring through the back door of the year, shaking its mane of leaves. A dangerous time of violent rages and deceptive calm, of fireworks in the pockets and conkers in the fist.
Joanne Harris
Image
Guilleaume left La Praline with a small bag of florentines in his pocket before he had turned the corner of avenue des Francs Bourgeois I saw him stoop to offer one to the dog. A pat, a bark, a wagging of the short stubby tail. As I said, some people never have to think about giving.
Joanne Harris
Image
The battle of good and evil reduced to a fat woman standing in front of a chocolate shop, saying, Will I? Won’t I? in pitiful indecision.
Joanne Harris
Image
Happiness. Simple as a glass of chocolate or tortuous as the heart. Bitter. Sweet. Alive.
Joanne Harris
Image
To be closed from everything, and yet to feel, to think...This is the truth of hell, stripped of its gaudy medievalisms. This loss of contact.
Joanne Harris
Image
Everything comes home, my mother used to say every word spoken, every shadow cast, every footprint in the sand. It can't be helped it's part of what makes us who we are.
Joanne Harris
Image
I don't tend to do category fiction very well. One of my problems when I was starting off was that publishers were hesitant to handle my books because they were never sure what I was going to do next.
Joanne Harris
Image
A thing named is a thing tamed.
Joanne Harris