Of course this chattering diary is a facade, the literary equivalent of the everyday smiling face which hides the inward ravages of jealousy, remorse, fear and the consciousness of irretrievable moral failure. Yet such pretenses are not only consolations but may even be productive of a little ersatz courage.
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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The most essential and fundamental aspect of culture is the study of literature, since this is an education in how to picture and understand human situations.
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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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Time, like the sea, unties all knots.
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Coffee, unless it is very good and made by somebody else, is pretty intolerable at any time.
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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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Guilt keeps people imprisoned in themselves.
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There is a gulf fixed between those who can sleep and those who cannot. It is one of the greatest divisions of the human race.
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Anything that consoles is fake.
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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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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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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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Only take someone’s hand in a certain way, even look into their eyes in a certain way, and the world is changed forever.
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This sort of quiet gazing, which was like a feeding of the heart.
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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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A bad review is even less important than whether it is raining in Patagonia.
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