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Perhaps when distant people on other planets pick up some wavelength of ours all they hear is a continuous scream.

Iris Murdoch

We are all prisoner, but the name of our cure is not freedom.
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Deep Freedom Philosophy Prison
Between saying and doing, many a pair of shoes is worn out.
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Action Philosophy Talk
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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Different Existence Growth Past Present
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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Civilization Growth Heart Man Transportation
Only the very greatest art invigorates without consoling.
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Art Greatness
I just enjoy translating, it’s like opening one’s mouth and hearing someone else’s voice emerge.
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Enjoyment Myself Voice
What an extraordinary satisfaction there is in cleaning things! (Does the satisfaction depend on ownership? I suspect so.
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Extraordinary Myself Satisfaction
There is no beyond, there is only here, the infinitely small, infinitely great and utterly demanding present.
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Beyond Greatness Present
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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Flower Joy Mad People Thinking Time
Writing is like getting married. One should never commit oneself until one is amazed at one’s luck.
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Amazing Commitment Marriage Oneself Writing
Every book is the wreck of a perfect idea.
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Book Ideas Perfection
Guilt keeps people imprisoned in themselves.
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Guilty One Liner People Prison
People have disappointed me and deceived me and let me down.
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Disappoint Myself People
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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Company Love Passion Yourself
Bereavement is a darkness impenetrable to the imagination of the unbereaved.
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Darkness Imagination
We can only learn to love by loving.
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Learning Love

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