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.
IRIS MURDOCH
Let us not waste love, it is rare enough.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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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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Reading and writing and the preservation of language and its forms and the kind of eloquence and the kind of beauty which the language is capable of is terribly important to the human beings because this is connected to thought.
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Freedom may be a value in politics, but it is not a value in morals.
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The most essential and fundamental aspect of culture is the study of literature, since this is an education in how to picture and understand human situations.
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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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A bad review is even less important than whether it is raining in Patagonia.
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Only take someone’s hand in a certain way, even look into their eyes in a certain way, and the world is changed forever.
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Love doesn’t think like that. All right, it’s blind as a bat- Bats have radar. Yours doesnt seem to be working.
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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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Anything that consoles is fake.
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There is a gulf fixed between those who can sleep and those who cannot. It is one of the greatest divisions of the human race.
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The talk of lovers who have just declared their love is one of life’s most sweet delights. Each vies with the other in humility, in amazement at being so valued. The past is searched for the first signs and each one is in haste to declare all that he is so that no part of his being escapes the hallowing touch.
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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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I feel half faded away like some figure in the background of an old picture.
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The bicycle is the most civilized conveyance known to man. Other forms of transport grow daily more nightmarish. Only the bicycle remains pure in heart.
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