There is no substitute for the comfort supplied by the utterly taken-for-granted relationship.
IRIS MURDOCHThere is a gulf fixed between those who can sleep and those who cannot. It is one of the greatest divisions of the human race.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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Every persisting marriage is based on fear’, said Peregrine. ‘Fear is fundamental, you dig down in human nature and what’s at the bottom? Mean spiteful cruel self-regarding fear, whether it makes you to put the foot in it or whether it makes you to cower.
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We defend ourselves with descriptions and tame the world by generalizing.
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This sort of quiet gazing, which was like a feeding of the heart.
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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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Her eyes, which refused to meet mine, had the defensive coldness of those who are determined to lose hope.
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Jealousy is perhaps the most involuntary of all strong emotions. It steals consciousness, it lies deeper than thought. It is always there, like a blackness in the eye, it discolours the world.
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As we live our precarious lives on the brink of the void, constantly coming closer to a state of nonbeing, we are all too often aware of our fragitlity.
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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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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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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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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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Of course this chattering diary is a facade, the literary equivalent of the everyday smiling face which hides the inward ravages of jealousy, remorse, fear and the consciousness of irretrievable moral failure. Yet such pretenses are not only consolations but may even be productive of a little ersatz courage.
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Jealousy is the most dreadfully involuntary of all sins.
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The most essential and fundamental aspect of culture is the study of literature, since this is an education in how to picture and understand human situations.
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