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.
IRIS MURDOCHWhat an extraordinary satisfaction there is in cleaning things! (Does the satisfaction depend on ownership? I suspect so.
More Iris Murdoch Quotes
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Between saying and doing, many a pair of shoes is worn out.
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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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People have disappointed me and deceived me and let me down.
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We are all the judges and the judged, victims of the casual malice and fantasy of others, and ready sources of fantasy and malice in our turn. And if we are sometimes accused of sins of which we are innocent, are there not also other sins of which we are guilty and of which the world knows nothing?
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That doesn’t sound like you, you ride every wave. There is one that will drown me
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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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There is no beyond, there is only here, the infinitely small, infinitely great and utterly demanding present.
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Jealousy is the most dreadfully involuntary of all sins.
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Guilt keeps people imprisoned in themselves.
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To lose somebody is to lose not only their person but all those modes and manifestations into which their person has flowed outwards; so that in losing a beloved one may find so many things, pictures, poems, melodies, places lost too: Dante, Avignon, a song of Shakespeare’s, the Cornish sea.
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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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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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Her eyes, which refused to meet mine, had the defensive coldness of those who are determined to lose hope.
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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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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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