Guilt keeps people imprisoned in themselves.
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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Time, like the sea, unties all knots.
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Only the very greatest art invigorates without consoling.
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One 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.
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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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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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We defend ourselves with descriptions and tame the world by generalizing.
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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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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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Every artist is an unhappy lover. And unhappy lovers want to tell their story.
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Love is the extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
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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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How huge it is, how empty, this great space for which I have been longing all my life. Still no letters.
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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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Violence is born of the desire to escape oneself.
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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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