An experience is richest not talked of.
IRIS MURDOCHI’ve felt as if I didn’t exist, as if I were invisible, miles away from the world, miles away. You can’t imagine how much alone I’ve been all my life.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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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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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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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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Between saying and doing, many a pair of shoes is worn out.
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So we live; a spirit that broods and hovers over the continual death of time, the lost meaning, the unrecaptured moment, the unremembered face, until the final chop that ends all our moments and plunges that spirit back into the void from which it came.
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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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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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Of course reading and thinking are important but, my God, food is important too.
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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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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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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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Freedom may be a value in politics, but it is not a value in morals.
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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.
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Love is the Extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
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Every artist is an unhappy lover. And unhappy lovers want to tell their story.
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