Freedom may be a value in politics, but it is not a value in morals.
IRIS MURDOCHOf course reading and thinking are important but, my God, food is important too.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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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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Writing is like getting married. One should never commit oneself until one is amazed at one’s luck.
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I feel half faded away like some figure in the background of an old picture.
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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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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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Every book is the wreck of a perfect idea.
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The bicycle is the most civilized conveyance known to man. Other forms of transport grow daily more nightmarish. Only the bicycle remains pure in heart.
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There is no substitute for the comfort supplied by the utterly taken-for-granted relationship.
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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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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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Between saying and doing, many a pair of shoes is worn out.
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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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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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Every man needs two women, a quiet home-maker, and a thrilling nymph.
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In philosophy if you aren’t moving at a snail’s pace you aren’t moving at all.
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