Every book is the wreck of a perfect idea.
IRIS MURDOCHWhat I needed with all my starved and silent soul was just that particular way of shouting back at the world.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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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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Perhaps when distant people on other planets pick up some wavelength of ours all they hear is a continuous scream.
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I’ve been so unhappy for years, so unhappy, I don’t understand how a human being can be so unhappy all the time and still be alive.
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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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What I needed with all my starved and silent soul was just that particular way of shouting back at the world.
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Those who hope, by retiring from the world, to earn a holiday from human frailty, in themselves and others, are usually disappointed.
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I feel I’m at the end of something – everything is going to be different – and terrible.
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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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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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Violence is born of the desire to escape oneself.
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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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People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us.
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How different each death is, and yet it leads us into the self-same country, that country which we inhabit so rarely, where we see the worthlessness of what we have long pursued and will so soon return to pursuing.
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I feel half faded away like some figure in the background of an old picture.
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But one must do something about the past. It doesn’t just cease to be. It goes on existing and affecting the present, and in new and different ways, as if in some other dimension it too were growing.
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