2eb33b1
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I want to be cut off from people like Marloe. Being a real person oneself is a matter of setting up limits and drawing lines and saying no. I don't want to be a nebulous bit of ectoplasm straying around in other people's lives. That sort of vague sympathy with everybody precludes any real understanding of anybody . . . And it precludes any real loyalty to anybody.
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discerning
iris-murdoch
loner
loyalty
relationships
setting-limits
the-black-prince
understanding
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Iris Murdoch |
587585c
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The world is perhaps ultimately to be defined as a place of suffering. Man is a suffering animal, subject to ceaseless anxiety and pain and fear.
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iris-murdoch
nihilism
pessimism
suffering
the-black-prince
the-human-condition
the-world
worldview
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Iris Murdoch |
7d9be3a
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I just want to serve and help people and be good to everybody, only it always goes wrong somehow--I think about suicide all the time, every bloody day I want to die and stop this torture, but I go crawling on . . . I'm so Christ-awful bloody lonely I could scream with it for hours on end.
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desperate
iris-murdoch
loneliness
rejected
selfless
suicidal
the-black-prince
unlucky
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Iris Murdoch |
f79e3d0
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Most friendships are a sort of frozen and undeveloping semi-hostility.
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friendship
hostility
iris-murdoch
relationships
resentment
stagnant
the-black-prince
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Iris Murdoch |
a8d219c
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He was glad that he had expressed to her, however blunderingly, what he felt. He was glad that he had held her hand.
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holding-hands
iris-murdoch
no-regrets
the-message-to-the-planet
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Iris Murdoch |
9f3a0e8
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The agony was of suddenly feeling herself so separate and so secret.
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iris-murdoch
isolated
secret
secretive
separate
the-message-to-the-planet
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Iris Murdoch |
d49d9d9
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Tal como nos conocemos, somos objetos falsos, imposturas, ramilletes de ilusiones" "Los juicios sobre las personas no son jamas decisivos, surgen de resumenes que inmediatamente hacen pensar en la necesidad de una reconsideracion. Los arreglos humanos no son otra cosa que cabos sueltos y calculos nebulosos, independientemente de cualquier cosa que para consolarnos pueda fingir el arte"
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Iris Murdoch |
d22274c
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He felt himself falling into a state, very common when he was younger, of being totally cut off from the society he was in.
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dissociation
iris-murdoch
outsider
social-anxiety
the-message-to-the-planet
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Iris Murdoch |
bb2fd38
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How sad for those who cannot enjoy what are after all prime pleasures of daily life, and perhaps for some the only ones, eating and drinking.
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drinking
eating
food
iris-murdoch
pleasures
the-sea-the-sea
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Iris Murdoch |
ce22cd8
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What the cold light showed me was that my situation was simply unlivable. I wanted, with a desire greater than any desire which I had ever conceived could exist without instantly killing its owner by spontaneous combustion, something which I simply could not have.
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hopeless
iris-murdoch
suicidal
the-black-prince
unlivable
unrequited-love
wanting
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Iris Murdoch |
4aecd94
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And all the time my very soul would travel with her, invisible and crying soundlessly with pain. I had acquired a dimension of suffering which would poison and devour my whole being, as far as I could see, forever.
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pain
soul
suffering
the-black-prince
unending
unendurable
unrequited-love
unspoken
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Iris Murdoch |
e3e2821
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I contemplated her, seeing her young bland face looking at me, now removed as if behind a gauze curtain. She quietly invited me to suffer. There was a great space now, a great silent hall in which this suffering could take place. There was no urgency now, nothing to plan, nothing to achieve. What shall I do with it, I asked her, what shall I do now with my love for you which you so terribly revived by reappearing in my life? Why did you com..
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love
the-sea-the-sea
unrequited-love
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Iris Murdoch |
089664c
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But the spark vanished, there was no longed-for recognition, no dawning sign of recovery. The love she had learnt in tending him was an enclosed love, muted and maimed, already mourning. They would never communicate now.
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iris-murdoch
missed-opportunity
sad
star-crossed-lovers
the-message-to-the-planet
unrequited-love
unspoken
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Iris Murdoch |
fb14f8a
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She could not bear the tenderness which a dog would evoke, she did not want the pain of another love. She knew how very much, how desperately, she would love her dog; and dogs are vulnerable and short-lived and die.
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iris-murdoch
love
painful
pets
tenderness
the-message-to-the-planet
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Iris Murdoch |
8a2c8de
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And she wondered now how she could go on existing through the successive moments of her life.
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iris-murdoch
life
unbearable
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Iris Murdoch |
507f705
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I can't tell you--oh I can't tell you--how awful--how sort of unlivable--everything is now--like a great black wall in front of me--Something's got to smash.
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change
depression
henry-and-cato
iris-murdoch
simile
unbearable
unlivable
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Iris Murdoch |
7a4b017
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I tried deep breathing, but seemed to lose contact with myself between each breath, so that the next one was always an emergency. I began to feel faint.
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deep-breathing
dissociation
humor
iris-murdoch
panic-attack
the-black-prince
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Iris Murdoch |
2f07ad3
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But I can't do anything for him and he can't do anything for me. We must wail in our own corners.
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comfortless
grief
iris-murdoch
isolated
the-message-to-the-planet
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Iris Murdoch |
0f438df
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Hasta cierto punto estoy de acuerdo contigo --dijo Rupert-- pero... --No hay "peros", querido amigo, Kant nos mostro de modo concluyente que no podemos conocer la realidad. Sin embargo, seguimos creyendo obstinadamente que si podemos. --!Kant creia que tenemos atisbos de ella! !Eso era precisamente en lo que insistia! --Kant era estupidamente cristiano. Y tambien nosotros lo somos, aunque lo neguemos. El cristianismo es una de las mas grand..
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cristiano
humana
kant
raza
realidad
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Iris Murdoch |
620cba0
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To say we were 'in love', that vague weakened phrase, cannot express it. We loved each other, we lived in each other, through each other, by each other. We were each other. Why was it such pure unadulterated pain?
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iris-murdoch
love
the-sea-the-sea
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Iris Murdoch |
db16a6c
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I'm not like other people, my life just doesn't work, it never has.
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difference
iris-murdoch
lament
life
outsider
the-black-prince
unlucky
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Iris Murdoch |
ace7549
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But I live, I , with an absolutely continuous sense of failure. I am always defeated, always.
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dejected
despairing
failure
iris-murdoch
low-self-esteem
the-black-prince
unrelenting
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Iris Murdoch |
5a2b9d2
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Those who occasion loss of dignity are hard to forgive.
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grudge
iris-murdoch
loss-of-dignity
the-black-prince
unforgivable
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Iris Murdoch |
5a2b875
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She was not just a wild creature, she was a wounded creature.
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iris-murdoch
the-message-to-the-planet
wild
wounded
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Iris Murdoch |
073aec2
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How fearful that dark shadow is when we catch sight of it in the life of another. No wonder those at whom that black arrow is aimed so often turn and flee. How unendurable it can be, the love another bears us. I would never persecute my darling with that dread knowledge. From now onward until the world ended everything must remain, although utterly changed, exactly as it was before.
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iris-murdoch
love
selfless
the-black-prince
unrequited-love
unspoken
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Iris Murdoch |
2ff31c8
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How could it be that I had actually kissed her cheek without enveloping her, without becoming her? How could I at that moment have refrained from kneeling at her feet and howling?
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desire
dramatic
howling
iris-murdoch
kiss
love
passionate-love
soul-mates
the-black-prince
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Iris Murdoch |
d2a31ee
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You see, I'm not mad, I suffer from depression. It's not like ordinary misery. It's like dying of boredom. It's .
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depression
iris-murdoch
madness
misery
the-green-knight
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Iris Murdoch |
c1d47c0
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There were good times or goodish times, only the bad times were so--crucial.
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abusive-household
bad-times
crucial
formative-years
good-times
iris-murdoch
the-sea-the-sea
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Iris Murdoch |
f0518c2
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The unspoken words trembled in the air.
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the-message-to-the-planet
trembled
unspoken
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Iris Murdoch |
2061f9a
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He said, 'Forgive me for being a liar and a fool and an utterly worthless man.' Louise replied, 'I love you.' He took her in his arms for a moment and they held each other with closed eyes.
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confession
declaration-of-love
dialogue
embrace
iris-murdoch
tender
the-green-knight
unconditional-love
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Iris Murdoch |
31f0f02
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He did not touch her but enjoyed the particular intimate pain of the tension between them.
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intimate
iris-murdoch
pain
tension
the-message-to-the-planet
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Iris Murdoch |
74035e9
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Sometimes one feels suddenly doomed by fate.
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doomed
fate
foreboding
iris-murdoch
premonition
the-black-prince
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Iris Murdoch |
99bb922
|
It was for me a moment of great peace. I did not know then that it was the last, the very last moment of peace, the end of the old innocent world, the final moment before I was plunged into the nightmare of which these ensuing pages tell the story.
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foreshadowing
iris-murdoch
narrator
nightmare
peace
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Iris Murdoch |
1e592e9
|
One can be too ingenious in trying to search out the truth. Sometimes one must simply respect its veiled face. Of course this is a love story.
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ambiguity
iris-murdoch
love-story
mysterious
the-sea-the-sea
truth
unknowable
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Iris Murdoch |
5d08208
|
Oh what an ill fate it was that has made me love that man.
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iris-murdoch
love
misfortune
the-message-to-the-planet
toxic-relationships
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Iris Murdoch |
f128833
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Some people are just 'diminishers' and 'spoilers' for others. I suppose almost everybody diminishes someone. A saint would be nobody's spoiler.
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the-black-prince
toxic-people
toxic-relationships
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Iris Murdoch |
e74d8b4
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Tell her I was young once and star-bright Who am now invisible . . .
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henry-and-cato
invisible
iris-murdoch
poetry
young
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Iris Murdoch |
4f4ad79
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Oh my life is so awful, it's just so awful to be me, you don't know what it's like waking every morning and finding the whole horror of being yourself still there.
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depression
horror
identity
iris-murdoch
life
self-loathing
the-black-prince
trapped
unhappy
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Iris Murdoch |
9707da8
|
I adore your jealousy, especially when it's so misplaced. I expect Shakespeare wrote a sonnet about that.
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humor
iris-murdoch
jealousy
misplaced
the-message-to-the-planet
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Iris Murdoch |
3d65918
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I just hope -- if he does come -- it won't be some sort of horror show.
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arrival
foreshadowing
horrifying
horror
horror-show
iris-murdoch
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Iris Murdoch |
59fe39b
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Those who cry out the truth to an indifferent world too often weary, fall silent or come to doubt their own wit.
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in-vain
iris-murdoch
the-black-prince
unheeded
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Iris Murdoch |
e0d7d64
|
He wanted to be a universal man . . . and I suppose that isn't possible now. He belongs in fifteenth-century Italy. This age doesn't suit him.
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old-soul
out-of-place
out-of-time
the-message-to-the-planet
|
Iris Murdoch |
38b41d8
|
He suffers terribly all the time. He lives in fire.
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endless-suffering
iris-murdoch
metaphor
relentless
suffering
the-green-knight
torture
|
Iris Murdoch |
e82208d
|
I felt so ashamed with them because everything in their life was going so well and they were so sort of successful. I couldn't talk about what I wanted with them and they were always in a hurry.
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inferiority
iris-murdoch
jealous
not-wanted
out-of-place
outsider
shame
the-black-prince
unspoken
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Iris Murdoch |