There is no beyond, there is only here, the infinitely small, infinitely great and utterly demanding present.
IRIS MURDOCHWe are all prisoner, but the name of our cure is not freedom.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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I don’t think I can marry, I’m not fit for it, I’m not real enough. That’s the trouble. I’m a puppet that’s realised what’s wrong with itself and it’s horrible. I’m propped up somewhere all alone, watching the real people go past. I’m propped up crying in a corner.
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Jealousy is the most dreadfully involuntary of all sins.
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Love is the extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
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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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Youth is a marvelous garment.
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White magic is black magic. A less than perfect meddling in the spiritual world can breed monsters for other people, and demons used for good can hang around and make mischief afterwards.
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How huge it is, how empty, this great space for which I have been longing all my life. Still no letters.
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Falling out of love is chiefly a matter of forgetting how charming someone is.
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What a test that is: more than devotion, admiration, passion. If you long and long for someone’s company you love them.
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We are all prisoner, but the name of our cure is not freedom.
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Of course reading and thinking are important but, my God, food is important too.
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Guilt keeps people imprisoned in themselves.
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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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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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What I needed with all my starved and silent soul was just that particular way of shouting back at the world.
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