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Her eyes, which refused to meet mine, had the defensive coldness of those who are determined to lose hope.

Iris Murdoch

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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Death Live Moments Spirit Time
Time, like the sea, unties all knots.
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Deep Philosophy Sea Time
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
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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Fear Fundamental Human Marriage Nature
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
People have obsessions and fears and passions which they don’t admit to. I think every character is interesting and has extremes. It’s the novelist privilege to see how odd everyone is.
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Character. Priviledge Fear Myself Passion People Thinking
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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Love Right Thinking Yourself
Of course reading and thinking are important but, my God, food is important too.
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Food God Important Reading Thinking
Let us not waste love, it is rare enough.
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Enough Love Rare Wasted
Love is the Extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
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Difficult Love Oneself Reality
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
Every book is the wreck of a perfect idea.
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Book Ideas Perfection
Perhaps when distant people on other planets pick up some wavelength of ours all they hear is a continuous scream.
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Distance Ourselves People
This sort of quiet gazing, which was like a feeding of the heart.
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Heart Quiet See
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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Important Myself Nice Place Thinking Time Woman
I feel half faded away like some figure in the background of an old picture.
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Fade Feeling Myself Old Photograph

Her eyes, which refused to meet mine, had the defensive coldness of those who are determined to lose hope.

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