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People have disappointed me and deceived me and let me down.

Iris Murdoch

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.
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Courage Failure Hide Literature Moral Smile
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 felt a deep grief that crouched and stayed still as if it was afraid to move.
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Deep Feeling Grief Myself Stay
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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Death Different Pursue See Worth
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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Disappoint Hope Human 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
White magic is black magic. A less than perfect meddling in the spiritual world can breed monsters for other people, and demons used for good can hang around and make mischief afterwards.
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Goodness Magic People Perfection Spiritual World
People have obsessions and fears and passions which they don’t admit to. I think every character is interesting and has extremes. It’s the novelist privilege to see how odd everyone is.
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Character. Priviledge Fear Myself Passion People Thinking
An experience is richest not talked of.
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Experience Rich
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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Breathe Emotional Goodness Moments Myself Rule Woman
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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Flower Joy Mad People Thinking Time
Time, like the sea, unties all knots.
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Deep Philosophy Sea Time
Hegel says that Truth is a great word and the thing is greater still. With Dave we never seemed to get past the word.
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Greatness Past Truth Word
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
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
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
Youth is a marvelous garment.
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One Liner Youth
Let us not waste love, it is rare enough.
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Enough Love Rare Wasted
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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Black Emotional Lie Strong World
Bereavement is a darkness impenetrable to the imagination of the unbereaved.
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Darkness Imagination
Every man needs two women, a quiet home-maker, and a thrilling nymph.
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Man Need Quiet Relationship Woman
Guilt keeps people imprisoned in themselves.
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Guilty One Liner People Prison
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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Greatness Human Race
Anything that consoles is fake.
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Fake One Liner
The bicycle is the most civilized conveyance known to man. Other forms of transport grow daily more nightmarish. Only the bicycle remains pure in heart.
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Civilization Growth Heart Man Transportation
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
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

People have disappointed me and deceived me and let me down.

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