An experience is richest not talked of.
IRIS MURDOCHI have nobody in the world. I’ll kill myself. That’s best. Everyone will say, It’s for the best that she killed herself, she’s better off dead. I hate myself so much I could spend hours and hours just screaming with hatred and with the pain of it, oh the pain of it.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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Guilt keeps people imprisoned in themselves.
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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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We defend ourselves with descriptions and tame the world by generalizing.
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Bereavement is a darkness impenetrable to the imagination of the unbereaved.
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Jealousy is the most dreadfully involuntary of all sins.
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How different each death is, and yet it leads us into the self-same country, that country which we inhabit so rarely, where we see the worthlessness of what we have long pursued and will so soon return to pursuing.
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Freedom may be a value in politics, but it is not a value in morals.
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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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I feel half faded away like some figure in the background of an old picture.
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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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Violence is born of the desire to escape oneself.
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Of course reading and thinking are important but, my God, food is important too.
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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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I have nobody in the world. I’ll kill myself. That’s best. Everyone will say, It’s for the best that she killed herself, she’s better off dead. I hate myself so much I could spend hours and hours just screaming with hatred and with the pain of it, oh the pain of it.
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Perhaps there was an intimacy which did not need words.
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