We can only learn to love by loving.
IRIS MURDOCHOur actions are like ships which we may watch set out to sea, and not know when or with what cargo they will return to port.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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To lose somebody is to lose not only their person but all those modes and manifestations into which their person has flowed outwards; so that in losing a beloved one may find so many things, pictures, poems, melodies, places lost too: Dante, Avignon, a song of Shakespeare’s, the Cornish sea.
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We are all prisoner, but the name of our cure is not freedom.
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One should go easy on smashing other people’s lies. Better to concentrate on one’s own.
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A bad review is even less important than whether it is raining in Patagonia.
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Youth is a marvelous garment.
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Guilt keeps people imprisoned in themselves.
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I just enjoy translating, it’s like opening one’s mouth and hearing someone else’s voice emerge.
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Let us not waste love, it is rare enough.
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I took a deep breath, however, and followed my rule of never speaking frankly to women in moments of emotion. No good ever comes of this.
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This sort of quiet gazing, which was like a feeding of the heart.
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The theatre is certainly a place for learning about the brevity of human glory: oh all those wonderful glittering absolutely vanished pantomime! Now I shall abjure magic and become a hermit : put myself in a situation where I can honestly say that I have nothing else to do but to learn to be good.
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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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Between saying and doing, many a pair of shoes is worn out.
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So we live; a spirit that broods and hovers over the continual death of time, the lost meaning, the unrecaptured moment, the unremembered face, until the final chop that ends all our moments and plunges that spirit back into the void from which it came.
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Coffee, unless it is very good and made by somebody else, is pretty intolerable at any time.
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