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.
IRIS MURDOCHTo lose somebody is to lose not only their person but all those modes and manifestations into which their person has flowed outwards; so that in losing a beloved one may find so many things, pictures, poems, melodies, places lost too: Dante, Avignon, a song of Shakespeare’s, the Cornish sea.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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Love is the Extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
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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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Falling out of love is chiefly a matter of forgetting how charming someone is.
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Of course reading and thinking are important but, my God, food is important too.
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An experience is richest not talked of.
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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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Starting a novel is opening a door on a misty landscape; you can still see very little but you can smell the earth and feel the wind blowing.
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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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Perhaps when distant people on other planets pick up some wavelength of ours all they hear is a continuous scream.
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Youth is a marvelous garment.
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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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Violence is born of the desire to escape oneself.
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In philosophy if you aren’t moving at a snail’s pace you aren’t moving at all.
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I feel half faded away like some figure in the background of an old picture.
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Those who hope, by retiring from the world, to earn a holiday from human frailty, in themselves and others, are usually disappointed.
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