Every man needs two women, a quiet home-maker, and a thrilling nymph.
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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Bereavement is a darkness impenetrable to the imagination of the unbereaved.
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Love is the Extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
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Falling out of love is chiefly a matter of forgetting how charming someone is.
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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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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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What an extraordinary satisfaction there is in cleaning things! (Does the satisfaction depend on ownership? I suspect so.
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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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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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Guilt keeps people imprisoned in themselves.
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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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Jealousy is perhaps the most involuntary of all strong emotions. It steals consciousness, it lies deeper than thought. It is always there, like a blackness in the eye, it discolours the world.
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Writing is like getting married. One should never commit oneself until one is amazed at one’s luck.
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Only the very greatest art invigorates without consoling.
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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 think being a woman is like being Irish, Everyone says you’re important and nice, but you take second place all the time.
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