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Love doesn’t think like that. All right, it’s blind as a bat- Bats have radar. Yours doesnt seem to be working.

Iris Murdoch

Her eyes, which refused to meet mine, had the defensive coldness of those who are determined to lose hope.
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Determination Eyes Herself Hope
Bereavement is a darkness impenetrable to the imagination of the unbereaved.
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Darkness Imagination
Between saying and doing, many a pair of shoes is worn out.
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Action Philosophy Talk
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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Empty Greatness Life Space
We can only learn to love by loving.
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Learning Love
Perhaps there was an intimacy which did not need words.
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Love Need Togetherness Word
Love is the extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
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Difficult Love Oneself Reality
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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Live Ourselves Philosophy
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
Anything that consoles is fake.
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Fake One Liner
Every persisting marriage is based on fear’, said Peregrine. ‘Fear is fundamental, you dig down in human nature and what’s at the bottom? Mean spiteful cruel self-regarding fear, whether it makes you to put the foot in it or whether it makes you to cower.
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Fear Fundamental Human Marriage Nature
Violence is born of the desire to escape oneself.
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Born Desire Escape Oneself Violence
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
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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Lose Person Photograph Poem Sea
We are all prisoner, but the name of our cure is not freedom.
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Deep Freedom Philosophy Prison
Of course reading and thinking are important but, my God, food is important too.
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Food God Important Reading Thinking

Love doesn’t think like that. All right, it’s blind as a bat- Bats have radar. Yours doesnt seem to be working.

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