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.
IRIS MURDOCHI’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.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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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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That doesn’t sound like you, you ride every wave. There is one that will drown me
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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 just enjoy translating, it’s like opening one’s mouth and hearing someone else’s voice emerge.
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We are all prisoner, but the name of our cure is not freedom.
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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 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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Love is the extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
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We defend ourselves with descriptions and tame the world by generalizing.
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There is a gulf fixed between those who can sleep and those who cannot. It is one of the greatest divisions of the human race.
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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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Reading and writing and the preservation of language and its forms and the kind of eloquence and the kind of beauty which the language is capable of is terribly important to the human beings because this is connected to thought.
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People have obsessions and fears and passions which they don’t admit to. I think every character is interesting and has extremes. It’s the novelist privilege to see how odd everyone is.
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What I needed with all my starved and silent soul was just that particular way of shouting back at the world.
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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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