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How huge it is, how empty, this great space for which I have been longing all my life. Still no letters.

Iris Murdoch

Every book is the wreck of a perfect idea.
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Book Ideas Perfection
Coffee, unless it is very good and made by somebody else, is pretty intolerable at any time.
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Food Goodness Tolerance
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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Death Different Pursue See Worth
Jealousy is the most dreadfully involuntary of all sins.
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Crime Sin Spiritual
I took a deep breath, however, and followed my rule of never speaking frankly to women in moments of emotion. No good ever comes of this.
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Breathe Emotional Goodness Moments Myself Rule Woman
I feel I’m at the end of something – everything is going to be different – and terrible.
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Different End Feeling Myself
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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Goodness Honesty Human Learning Magic Place Wonderful
Love is the Extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
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Difficult Love Oneself Reality
We need a moral philosophy which can speak significantly of Freud and Marx and out of which aesthetic and political views can be generated. We need a moral philosophy in which the concept of love, so rarely mentioned now, can once again be made central.
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Moral Need Philosophy Politics
I just enjoy translating, it’s like opening one’s mouth and hearing someone else’s voice emerge.
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Enjoyment Myself Voice
Youth is a marvelous garment.
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One Liner Youth
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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Live Ourselves Philosophy
Perhaps there was an intimacy which did not need words.
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Love Need Togetherness Word
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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Civilization Growth Heart Man Transportation
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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Greatness Human Race
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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Action Future Ourselves Sea

How huge it is, how empty, this great space for which I have been longing all my life. Still no letters.

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