One should go easy on smashing other people’s lies. Better to concentrate on one’s own.
IRIS MURDOCHThe 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.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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Let us not waste love, it is rare enough.
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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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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 an extraordinary satisfaction there is in cleaning things! (Does the satisfaction depend on ownership? I suspect so.
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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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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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An experience is richest not talked of.
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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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Starting a novel is opening a door on a misty landscape; you can still see very little but you can smell the earth and feel the wind blowing.
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As we live our precarious lives on the brink of the void, constantly coming closer to a state of nonbeing, we are all too often aware of our fragitlity.
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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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Youth is a marvelous garment.
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A bad review is even less important than whether it is raining in Patagonia.
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I felt a deep grief that crouched and stayed still as if it was afraid to move.
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