I took a deep breath, however, and followed my rule of never speaking frankly to women in moments of emotion. No good ever comes of this.
IRIS MURDOCHOnly the very greatest art invigorates without consoling.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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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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Let us not waste love, it is rare enough.
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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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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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Guilt keeps people imprisoned in themselves.
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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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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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Every man needs two women, a quiet home-maker, and a thrilling nymph.
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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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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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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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Freedom may be a value in politics, but it is not a value in morals.
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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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However life, unlike art, has an irritating way of bumping and limping on, undoing conversions, casting doubt on solutions, and generally illustrating the impossibility of living happily or virtuously ever after.
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Love is the Extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
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