This sort of quiet gazing, which was like a feeding of the heart.
IRIS MURDOCHWe need a moral philosophy which can speak significantly of Freud and Marx and out of which aesthetic and political views can be generated. We need a moral philosophy in which the concept of love, so rarely mentioned now, can once again be made central.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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One of the secrets of a happy life is continuous small treats, and if some of these can be inexpensive and quickly procured so much the better.
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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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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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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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Every artist is an unhappy lover. And unhappy lovers want to tell their story.
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Every man needs two women, a quiet home-maker, and a thrilling nymph.
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We can only learn to love by loving.
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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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Bereavement is a darkness impenetrable to the imagination of the unbereaved.
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Falling out of love is chiefly a matter of forgetting how charming someone is.
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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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Time, like the sea, unties all knots.
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Jealousy is the most dreadfully involuntary of all sins.
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Love is the extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
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