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Iris Murdoch

Our actions are like ships which we may watch set out to sea, and not know when or with what cargo they will return to port.
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Action Future Ourselves Sea
I’ve been so unhappy for years, so unhappy, I don’t understand how a human being can be so unhappy all the time and still be alive.
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Alive Happiness Human Time
Time, like the sea, unties all knots.
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Deep Philosophy Sea Time
Jealousy is the most dreadfully involuntary of all sins.
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Crime Sin Spiritual
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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Alone Enough Marriage Myself Past Reality Thinking Wrong
Falling out of love is chiefly a matter of forgetting how charming someone is.
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Beautiful Break Up Fall Forget Love
Only the very greatest art invigorates without consoling.
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Art Greatness
Love is the Extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
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Difficult Love Oneself Reality
There is no beyond, there is only here, the infinitely small, infinitely great and utterly demanding present.
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Beyond Greatness Present
Youth is a marvelous garment.
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One Liner Youth
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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Myself Need Silence Soul World
Guilt keeps people imprisoned in themselves.
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Guilty One Liner People Prison
Love is the extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
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Difficult Love Oneself Reality
Of course this chattering diary is a facade, the literary equivalent of the everyday smiling face which hides the inward ravages of jealousy, remorse, fear and the consciousness of irretrievable moral failure. Yet such pretenses are not only consolations but may even be productive of a little ersatz courage.
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Courage Failure Hide Literature Moral Smile
That doesn’t sound like you, you ride every wave. There is one that will drown me
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Inspirational Myself Oneself Sound Yourself
I feel half faded away like some figure in the background of an old picture.
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Fade Feeling Myself Old Photograph

I feel half faded away like some figure in the background of an old picture.

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