What a test that is: more than devotion, admiration, passion. If you long and long for someone’s company you love them.
IRIS MURDOCHI feel half faded away like some figure in the background of an old picture.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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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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An experience is richest not talked of.
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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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Freedom may be a value in politics, but it is not a value in morals.
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Falling out of love is chiefly a matter of forgetting how charming someone is.
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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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Love is the extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
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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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Let us not waste love, it is rare enough.
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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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I feel half faded away like some figure in the background of an old picture.
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There is no substitute for the comfort supplied by the utterly taken-for-granted relationship.
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This sort of quiet gazing, which was like a feeding of the heart.
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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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There is no beyond, there is only here, the infinitely small, infinitely great and utterly demanding present.
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