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.
IRIS MURDOCHI feel half faded away like some figure in the background of an old picture.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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One of the secrets of a happy life is continous small treats.
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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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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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Every persisting marriage is based on fear’, said Peregrine. ‘Fear is fundamental, you dig down in human nature and what’s at the bottom? Mean spiteful cruel self-regarding fear, whether it makes you to put the foot in it or whether it makes you to cower.
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That doesn’t sound like you, you ride every wave. There is one that will drown me
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Falling out of love is chiefly a matter of forgetting how charming someone is.
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We defend ourselves with descriptions and tame the world by generalizing.
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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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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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Bereavement is a darkness impenetrable to the imagination of the unbereaved.
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However life, unlike art, has an irritating way of bumping and limping on, undoing conversions, casting doubt on solutions, and generally illustrating the impossibility of living happily or virtuously ever after.
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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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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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How different each death is, and yet it leads us into the self-same country, that country which we inhabit so rarely, where we see the worthlessness of what we have long pursued and will so soon return to pursuing.
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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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