Let us not waste love, it is rare enough.
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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Perhaps there was an intimacy which did not need words.
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But one must do something about the past. It doesn’t just cease to be. It goes on existing and affecting the present, and in new and different ways, as if in some other dimension it too were growing.
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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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We can only learn to love by loving.
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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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The talk of lovers who have just declared their love is one of life’s most sweet delights. Each vies with the other in humility, in amazement at being so valued. The past is searched for the first signs and each one is in haste to declare all that he is so that no part of his being escapes the hallowing touch.
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The most essential and fundamental aspect of culture is the study of literature, since this is an education in how to picture and understand human situations.
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I think being a woman is like being Irish, Everyone says you’re important and nice, but you take second place all the time.
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Anything that consoles is fake.
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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 artist is an unhappy lover. And unhappy lovers want to tell their story.
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Every man needs two women, a quiet home-maker, and a thrilling nymph.
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Emotions really exist at the bottom of the personality or at the top. in the middle they are acted. This is why all the world is a stage.
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How huge it is, how empty, this great space for which I have been longing all my life. Still no letters.
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