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Love doesn’t think like that. All right, it’s blind as a bat- Bats have radar. Yours doesnt seem to be working.

Iris Murdoch

Time, like the sea, unties all knots.
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Deep Philosophy Sea Time
We can only learn to love by loving.
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Learning Love
We are all the judges and the judged, victims of the casual malice and fantasy of others, and ready sources of fantasy and malice in our turn. And if we are sometimes accused of sins of which we are innocent, are there not also other sins of which we are guilty and of which the world knows nothing?
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Fantasy Guilty Judgement Ourselves Sin World
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
How different each death is, and yet it leads us into the self-same country, that country which we inhabit so rarely, where we see the worthlessness of what we have long pursued and will so soon return to pursuing.
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Death Different Pursue See Worth
Youth is a marvelous garment.
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One Liner Youth
Bereavement is a darkness impenetrable to the imagination of the unbereaved.
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Darkness Imagination
Our actions are like ships which we may watch set out to sea, and not know when or with what cargo they will return to port.
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Action Future Ourselves Sea
We are all prisoner, but the name of our cure is not freedom.
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Deep Freedom Philosophy Prison
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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Change Eyes Forever Hands World
The talk of lovers who have just declared their love is one of life’s most sweet delights. Each vies with the other in humility, in amazement at being so valued. The past is searched for the first signs and each one is in haste to declare all that he is so that no part of his being escapes the hallowing touch.
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Escape Life Love Talk Value
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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Greatness Past Truth Word
One should go easy on smashing other people’s lies. Better to concentrate on one’s own.
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Easy Lie Oneself People
We 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.
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Moral Need Philosophy Politics
Every artist is an unhappy lover. And unhappy lovers want to tell their story.
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Art Happiness Love Poet Story
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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Live Ourselves Philosophy

Love doesn’t think like that. All right, it’s blind as a bat- Bats have radar. Yours doesnt seem to be working.

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