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.
IRIS MURDOCHHegel says that Truth is a great word and the thing is greater still. With Dave we never seemed to get past the word.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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Those who hope, by retiring from the world, to earn a holiday from human frailty, in themselves and others, are usually disappointed.
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Every book is the wreck of a perfect idea.
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People have disappointed me and deceived me and let me down.
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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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Anything that consoles is fake.
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People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us.
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I felt a deep grief that crouched and stayed still as if it was afraid to move.
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We live in a fantasy world, a world of illusion. The great task in life is to find reality says Iris Murdoch. But given the state of the world, is it wise?
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One of the secrets of a happy life is continuous small treats, and if some of these can be inexpensive and quickly procured so much the better.
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However life, unlike art, has an irritating way of bumping and limping on, undoing conversions, casting doubt on solutions, and generally illustrating the impossibility of living happily or virtuously ever after.
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Violence is born of the desire to escape oneself.
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For most of us, for almost all of us, truth can be attained, if at all, only in silence. It is in silence that the human spirit touches the divine.
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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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Perhaps there was an intimacy which did not need words.
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Bereavement is a darkness impenetrable to the imagination of the unbereaved.
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