Perhaps when distant people on other planets pick up some wavelength of ours all they hear is a continuous scream.
IRIS MURDOCHPeople have disappointed me and deceived me and let me down.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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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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To lose somebody is to lose not only their person but all those modes and manifestations into which their person has flowed outwards; so that in losing a beloved one may find so many things, pictures, poems, melodies, places lost too: Dante, Avignon, a song of Shakespeare’s, the Cornish sea.
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Every artist is an unhappy lover. And unhappy lovers want to tell their story.
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We can only learn to love by loving.
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People have disappointed me and deceived me and let me down.
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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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We defend ourselves with descriptions and tame the world by generalizing.
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Hegel says that Truth is a great word and the thing is greater still. With Dave we never seemed to get past the word.
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I feel half faded away like some figure in the background of an old picture.
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Only take someone’s hand in a certain way, even look into their eyes in a certain way, and the world is changed forever.
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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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So 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.
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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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What an extraordinary satisfaction there is in cleaning things! (Does the satisfaction depend on ownership? I suspect so.
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