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.
IRIS MURDOCHOf course reading and thinking are important but, my God, food is important too.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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One of the secrets of a happy life is continous small treats.
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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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I felt a deep grief that crouched and stayed still as if it was afraid to move.
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Our 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.
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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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What a test that is: more than devotion, admiration, passion. If you long and long for someone’s company you love them.
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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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Jealousy is the most dreadfully involuntary of all sins.
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This sort of quiet gazing, which was like a feeding of the heart.
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The absolute yearning of one human body for another particular body and its indifference to substitutes is one of life’s major mysteries.
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Perhaps when distant people on other planets pick up some wavelength of ours all they hear is a continuous scream.
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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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I don’t think I can marry, I’m not fit for it, I’m not real enough. That’s the trouble. I’m a puppet that’s realised what’s wrong with itself and it’s horrible. I’m propped up somewhere all alone, watching the real people go past. I’m propped up crying in a corner.
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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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Falling out of love is chiefly a matter of forgetting how charming someone is.
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