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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

Of course reading and thinking are important but, my God, food is important too.
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Food God Important Reading Thinking
Perhaps when distant people on other planets pick up some wavelength of ours all they hear is a continuous scream.
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Distance Ourselves People
Between saying and doing, many a pair of shoes is worn out.
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Action Philosophy Talk
Writing is like getting married. One should never commit oneself until one is amazed at one’s luck.
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Amazing Commitment Marriage Oneself Writing
Bereavement is a darkness impenetrable to the imagination of the unbereaved.
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Darkness Imagination
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
Time, like the sea, unties all knots.
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Deep Philosophy Sea Time
But one must do something about the past. It doesn’t just cease to be. It goes on existing and affecting the present, and in new and different ways, as if in some other dimension it too were growing.
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Different Existence Growth Past Present
A bad review is even less important than whether it is raining in Patagonia.
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Important Rain
The absolute yearning of one human body for another particular body and its indifference to substitutes is one of life’s major mysteries.
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Body Human Life Mystery Oneself
We are all prisoner, but the name of our cure is not freedom.
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Deep Freedom Philosophy Prison
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
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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Fantasy Guilty Judgement Ourselves Sin World
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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Love Right Thinking Yourself
People have disappointed me and deceived me and let me down.
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Disappoint Myself People
Let us not waste love, it is rare enough.
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Enough Love Rare Wasted

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