One of the secrets of a happy life is continous small treats.
IRIS MURDOCHOf course reading and thinking are important but, my God, food is important too.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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This sort of quiet gazing, which was like a feeding of the heart.
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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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Perhaps when distant people on other planets pick up some wavelength of ours all they hear is a continuous scream.
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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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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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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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Freedom may be a value in politics, but it is not a value in morals.
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An experience is richest not talked of.
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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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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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Between saying and doing, many a pair of shoes is worn out.
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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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We are all prisoner, but the name of our cure is not freedom.
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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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