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.
IRIS MURDOCHSo 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.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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We can only learn to love by loving.
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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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Only the very greatest art invigorates without consoling.
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Love is the Extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
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People have disappointed me and deceived me and let me down.
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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 defend ourselves with descriptions and tame the world by generalizing.
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Of course reading and thinking are important but, my God, food is important too.
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I feel half faded away like some figure in the background of an old picture.
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I feel I’m at the end of something – everything is going to be different – and terrible.
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There is no beyond, there is only here, the infinitely small, infinitely great and utterly demanding present.
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Let us not waste love, it is rare enough.
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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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Starting a novel is opening a door on a misty landscape; you can still see very little but you can smell the earth and feel the wind blowing.
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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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There is no substitute for the comfort supplied by the utterly taken-for-granted relationship.
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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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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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Her eyes, which refused to meet mine, had the defensive coldness of those who are determined to lose hope.
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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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Love doesn’t think like that. All right, it’s blind as a bat- Bats have radar. Yours doesnt seem to be working.
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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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Art and psychoanalisis give shape and meaning to life and that’s why we adore them. However, life as it is lived has no shape nor meaning, and that’s what I am experiencing right now.
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Jealousy is the most dreadfully involuntary of all sins.
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Every man needs two women, a quiet home-maker, and a thrilling nymph.
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One of the secrets of a happy life is continous small treats.
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