Writing is like getting married. One should never commit oneself until one is amazed at one’s luck.
IRIS MURDOCHThere is no substitute for the comfort supplied by the utterly taken-for-granted relationship.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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I just enjoy translating, it’s like opening one’s mouth and hearing someone else’s voice emerge.
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Coffee, unless it is very good and made by somebody else, is pretty intolerable at any time.
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Jealousy is perhaps the most involuntary of all strong emotions. It steals consciousness, it lies deeper than thought. It is always there, like a blackness in the eye, it discolours the world.
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Starting a novel is opening a door on a misty landscape; you can still see very little but you can smell the earth and feel the wind blowing.
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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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Between saying and doing, many a pair of shoes is worn out.
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I felt a deep grief that crouched and stayed still as if it was afraid to move.
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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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One should go easy on smashing other people’s lies. Better to concentrate on one’s own.
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Time, like the sea, unties all knots.
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We are all prisoner, but the name of our cure is not freedom.
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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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As we live our precarious lives on the brink of the void, constantly coming closer to a state of nonbeing, we are all too often aware of our fragitlity.
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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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