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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.

Iris Murdoch

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
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
There is no beyond, there is only here, the infinitely small, infinitely great and utterly demanding present.
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Beyond Greatness Present
One of the secrets of a happy life is continous small treats.
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Food Greatness Happiness Oneself Reward Secret
Every man needs two women, a quiet home-maker, and a thrilling nymph.
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Man Need Quiet Relationship Woman
An experience is richest not talked of.
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Experience Rich
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
I feel half faded away like some figure in the background of an old picture.
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Fade Feeling Myself Old Photograph
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
What an extraordinary satisfaction there is in cleaning things! (Does the satisfaction depend on ownership? I suspect so.
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Extraordinary Myself Satisfaction
We are all prisoner, but the name of our cure is not freedom.
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Deep Freedom Philosophy Prison
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
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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Death Live Moments Spirit Time
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
Love is the extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
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Difficult Love Oneself Reality
I feel I’m at the end of something – everything is going to be different – and terrible.
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Different End Feeling Myself

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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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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