We defend ourselves with descriptions and tame the world by generalizing.
IRIS MURDOCHPeople have disappointed me and deceived me and let me down.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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One should go easy on smashing other people’s lies. Better to concentrate on one’s own.
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Falling out of love is chiefly a matter of forgetting how charming someone is.
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That doesn’t sound like you, you ride every wave. There is one that will drown me
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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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Of course reading and thinking are important but, my God, food is important too.
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White magic is black magic. A less than perfect meddling in the spiritual world can breed monsters for other people, and demons used for good can hang around and make mischief afterwards.
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Let us not waste love, it is rare enough.
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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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The absolute yearning of one human body for another particular body and its indifference to substitutes is one of life’s major mysteries.
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Coffee, unless it is very good and made by somebody else, is pretty intolerable at any time.
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We can only learn to love by loving.
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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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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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I feel I’m at the end of something – everything is going to be different – and terrible.
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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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