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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

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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Company Love Passion Yourself
Jealousy is the most dreadfully involuntary of all sins.
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Crime Sin Spiritual
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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Important Myself Nice Place Thinking Time Woman
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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Flower Joy Mad People Thinking Time
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
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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Fantasy Guilty Judgement Ourselves Sin World
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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Body Human Life Mystery Oneself
Guilt keeps people imprisoned in themselves.
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Guilty One Liner People Prison
Love is the Extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
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Difficult Love Oneself Reality
Love is the extremely difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
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Difficult Love Oneself Reality
Every man needs two women, a quiet home-maker, and a thrilling nymph.
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Man Need Quiet Relationship Woman
Hegel says that Truth is a great word and the thing is greater still. With Dave we never seemed to get past the word.
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Greatness Past Truth Word
Perhaps there was an intimacy which did not need words.
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Love Need Togetherness Word
How different each death is, and yet it leads us into the self-same country, that country which we inhabit so rarely, where we see the worthlessness of what we have long pursued and will so soon return to pursuing.
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Death Different Pursue See Worth
We are all prisoner, but the name of our cure is not freedom.
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Deep Freedom Philosophy Prison
In philosophy if you aren’t moving at a snail’s pace you aren’t moving at all.
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Philosophy Speed
That doesn’t sound like you, you ride every wave. There is one that will drown me
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Inspirational Myself Oneself Sound Yourself
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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Alone Enough Marriage Myself Past Reality Thinking Wrong
Time, like the sea, unties all knots.
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Deep Philosophy Sea Time
We need a moral philosophy which can speak significantly of Freud and Marx and out of which aesthetic and political views can be generated. We need a moral philosophy in which the concept of love, so rarely mentioned now, can once again be made central.
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Moral Need Philosophy Politics
There is no substitute for the comfort supplied by the utterly taken-for-granted relationship.
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Comfortable Relationship
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
I feel I’m at the end of something – everything is going to be different – and terrible.
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Different End Feeling Myself
What an extraordinary satisfaction there is in cleaning things! (Does the satisfaction depend on ownership? I suspect so.
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Extraordinary Myself Satisfaction
Between saying and doing, many a pair of shoes is worn out.
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Action Philosophy Talk
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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Death Live Moments Spirit Time

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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