This sort of quiet gazing, which was like a feeding of the heart.
IRIS MURDOCHOne 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.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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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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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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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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Every book is the wreck of a perfect idea.
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Only the very greatest art invigorates without consoling.
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Freedom may be a value in politics, but it is not a value in morals.
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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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The absolute yearning of one human body for another particular body and its indifference to substitutes is one of life’s major mysteries.
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In philosophy if you aren’t moving at a snail’s pace you aren’t moving at all.
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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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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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Guilt keeps people imprisoned in themselves.
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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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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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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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