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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.

Iris Murdoch

People have disappointed me and deceived me and let me down.
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Disappoint Myself People
Every book is the wreck of a perfect idea.
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Book Ideas Perfection
The talk of lovers who have just declared their love is one of life’s most sweet delights. Each vies with the other in humility, in amazement at being so valued. The past is searched for the first signs and each one is in haste to declare all that he is so that no part of his being escapes the hallowing touch.
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Escape Life Love Talk Value
For most of us, for almost all of us, truth can be attained, if at all, only in silence. It is in silence that the human spirit touches the divine.
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Divine Human Silence Touch Truth
Let us not waste love, it is rare enough.
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Enough Love Rare Wasted
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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Alone Existence Imagination Life Myself World
Falling out of love is chiefly a matter of forgetting how charming someone is.
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Beautiful Break Up Fall Forget Love
Of course reading and thinking are important but, my God, food is important too.
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Food God Important Reading Thinking
Violence is born of the desire to escape oneself.
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Born Desire Escape Oneself Violence
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
Love is the extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
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Difficult Love Oneself Reality
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
We can only learn to love by loving.
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Learning Love
Coffee, unless it is very good and made by somebody else, is pretty intolerable at any time.
IRIS MURDOCH

Food Goodness Tolerance
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.
IRIS MURDOCH

Better Happiness Life Oneself Quick Secret
I have nobody in the world. I’ll kill myself. That’s best. Everyone will say, It’s for the best that she killed herself, she’s better off dead. I hate myself so much I could spend hours and hours just screaming with hatred and with the pain of it, oh the pain of it.
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Best Hate Kill Myself Pain World

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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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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