Love doesn’t think like that. All right, it’s blind as a bat- Bats have radar. Yours doesnt seem to be working.
IRIS MURDOCHWe are all prisoner, but the name of our cure is not freedom.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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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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Writing is like getting married. One should never commit oneself until one is amazed at one’s luck.
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Freedom may be a value in politics, but it is not a value in morals.
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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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Guilt keeps people imprisoned in themselves.
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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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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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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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People have disappointed me and deceived me and let me down.
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The theatre is certainly a place for learning about the brevity of human glory: oh all those wonderful glittering absolutely vanished pantomime! Now I shall abjure magic and become a hermit : put myself in a situation where I can honestly say that I have nothing else to do but to learn to be good.
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One of the secrets of a happy life is continuous small treats, and if some of these can be inexpensive and quickly procured so much the better.
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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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Bereavement is a darkness impenetrable to the imagination of the unbereaved.
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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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One should go easy on smashing other people’s lies. Better to concentrate on one’s own.
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Violence is born of the desire to escape oneself.
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Time, like the sea, unties all knots.
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Jealousy is the most dreadfully involuntary of all sins.
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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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Coffee, unless it is very good and made by somebody else, is pretty intolerable at any time.
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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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I feel I’m at the end of something – everything is going to be different – and terrible.
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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.
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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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We live in a fantasy world, a world of illusion. The great task in life is to find reality says Iris Murdoch. But given the state of the world, is it wise?
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Every man needs two women, a quiet home-maker, and a thrilling nymph.
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