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Perhaps misguided moral passion is better than confused indifference.
– Iris Murdoch
Every man needs two women: a quiet home-maker, and a thrilling nymph.
Being good is just a matter of temperament in the end.
Writing is like getting married. One should never commit oneself until one is amazed at one’s luck.
I think being a woman is like being Irish. Everyone says you’re important and nice, but you take second place all the same.
Happiness is a matter of one’s most ordinary and everyday mode of consciousness being busy and lively and unconcerned with self.
In almost every marriage there is a selfish and an unselfish partner. A pattern is set up and soon becomes inflexible, of one person always making the demands and one person always giving way.
The cry of equality pulls everyone down.
In philosophy if you aren’t moving at a snail’s pace you aren’t moving at all.
Anything that consoles is fake.
Only lies and evil come from letting people off.
Between saying and doing, many a pair of shoes is worn out.
Human affairs are not serious, but they have to be taken seriously.
People from a planet without flowers would think we must be mad with joy the whole time to have such things about us.
Art is the final cunning of the human soul which would rather do anything than face the gods.
I see myself as Rhoda, not Mary Tyler Moore.
I daresay anything can be made holy by being sincerely worshipped.
A bad review is even less important than whether it is raining in Patagonia.
The priesthood is a marriage. People often start by falling in love, and they go on for years without realizing that love must change into some other love which is so unlike it that it can hardly be recognized as love at all.
We can only learn to love by loving.
We live in a fantasy world, a world of illusion. The great task in life is to find reality.
No love is entirely without worth, even when the frivolous calls to the frivolous and the base to the base.
The absolute yearning of one human body for another particular body and its indifference to substitutes is one of life’s major mysteries.
Falling out of love is very enlightening. For a short while you see the world with new eyes.
Love is the difficult realization that something other than oneself is real.
Falling out of love is chiefly a matter of forgetting how charming someone is.