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I’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.

Iris Murdoch

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
Bereavement is a darkness impenetrable to the imagination of the unbereaved.
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Darkness Imagination
That doesn’t sound like you, you ride every wave. There is one that will drown me
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Inspirational Myself Oneself Sound Yourself
One of the secrets of a happy life is continous small treats.
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Food Greatness Happiness Oneself Reward Secret
We defend ourselves with descriptions and tame the world by generalizing.
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Defend Ourselves World
Her eyes, which refused to meet mine, had the defensive coldness of those who are determined to lose hope.
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Determination Eyes Herself Hope
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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Art Doubt Happiness Impossible Life Live
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
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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Act Emotion Existence Personality World
One of the secrets of a happy life is continuous small treats, and if some of these can be inexpensive and quickly procured so much the better.
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Better Happiness Life Oneself Quick Secret
An experience is richest not talked of.
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Experience Rich
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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Empty Greatness Life Space
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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Alone Enough Marriage Myself Past Reality Thinking Wrong
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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Lose Person Photograph Poem Sea
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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Fear Fundamental Human Marriage Nature
Love is the extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
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Difficult Love Oneself Reality

I’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.

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I’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.

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