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Every artist is an unhappy lover. And unhappy lovers want to tell their story.

Iris Murdoch

Falling out of love is chiefly a matter of forgetting how charming someone is.
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Beautiful Break Up Fall Forget Love
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
Her eyes, which refused to meet mine, had the defensive coldness of those who are determined to lose hope.
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Determination Eyes Herself Hope
We defend ourselves with descriptions and tame the world by generalizing.
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Defend Ourselves World
Anything that consoles is fake.
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Fake One Liner
To 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.
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Lose Person Photograph Poem Sea
People have disappointed me and deceived me and let me down.
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Disappoint Myself People
But one must do something about the past. It doesn’t just cease to be. It goes on existing and affecting the present, and in new and different ways, as if in some other dimension it too were growing.
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Different Existence Growth Past Present
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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Breathe Emotional Goodness Moments Myself Rule Woman
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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Goodness Honesty Human Learning Magic Place Wonderful
Jealousy is the most dreadfully involuntary of all sins.
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Crime Sin Spiritual
Love is the Extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
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Difficult Love Oneself Reality
I feel I’m at the end of something – everything is going to be different – and terrible.
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Different End Feeling Myself
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
The most essential and fundamental aspect of culture is the study of literature, since this is an education in how to picture and understand human situations.
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Education Fundamental Human Literature Understand
Every man needs two women, a quiet home-maker, and a thrilling nymph.
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Man Need Quiet Relationship Woman

Every artist is an unhappy lover. And unhappy lovers want to tell their story.

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