I just enjoy translating, it’s like opening one’s mouth and hearing someone else’s voice emerge.
IRIS MURDOCHI feel I’m at the end of something – everything is going to be different – and terrible.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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Every persisting marriage is based on fear’, said Peregrine. ‘Fear is fundamental, you dig down in human nature and what’s at the bottom? Mean spiteful cruel self-regarding fear, whether it makes you to put the foot in it or whether it makes you to cower.
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Of course this chattering diary is a facade, the literary equivalent of the everyday smiling face which hides the inward ravages of jealousy, remorse, fear and the consciousness of irretrievable moral failure. Yet such pretenses are not only consolations but may even be productive of a little ersatz courage.
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Jealousy is the most dreadfully involuntary of all sins.
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We defend ourselves with descriptions and tame the world by generalizing.
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Art and psychoanalisis give shape and meaning to life and that’s why we adore them. However, life as it is lived has no shape nor meaning, and that’s what I am experiencing right now.
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There is no beyond, there is only here, the infinitely small, infinitely great and utterly demanding present.
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Every man needs two women, a quiet home-maker, and a thrilling nymph.
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Youth is a marvelous garment.
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That doesn’t sound like you, you ride every wave. There is one that will drown me
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I’ve felt as if I didn’t exist, as if I were invisible, miles away from the world, miles away. You can’t imagine how much alone I’ve been all my life.
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Of course reading and thinking are important but, my God, food is important too.
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A bad review is even less important than whether it is raining in Patagonia.
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Her eyes, which refused to meet mine, had the defensive coldness of those who are determined to lose hope.
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What I needed with all my starved and silent soul was just that particular way of shouting back at the world.
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We are all the judges and the judged, victims of the casual malice and fantasy of others, and ready sources of fantasy and malice in our turn. And if we are sometimes accused of sins of which we are innocent, are there not also other sins of which we are guilty and of which the world knows nothing?
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