Iris Murdoch Quotes
All art is a struggle to be, in a particular sort of way, virtuous.
Iris Murdoch
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In a word, if any kind of slavery can be vindicated by the Holy Scriptures, we are already sure our making and holding the Negroes our slaves, as we do, cannot be vindicated by any thing we can find there, but is condemned by the whole of divine revelation.
Samuel Hopkins
Living in a cultural milieu where the foreign writers most widely available and admired were Russian, I came very late to postwar American writers, and I had great trouble with the canonically exalted white male writers I tried first.
Pankaj Mishra
In the long run, I believe that honesty is definitely the best policy. One can get away by being dishonest for a short term, but ultimately, honesty is what pays.
Kapil Dev
In Europe we could do it, if we fly as soon as the event is over.
Vince McMahon
I didn't go to law school to become a lawyer, per se - let's just say I was leaning in to some strong suggestions from my parents - but my nebulous goals of someday becoming a writer were just that, nebulous.
Rachel Sklar
But it's fun to be something, have that, and you don't have to be real. It's like, comedians. They go on and they're doing all these jokes. I would be like that if I were more awake.
Parker Posey
I did not become a vegetarian for my health, I did it for the health of the chickens.
Isaac Bashevis Singer
Speaking is what most people work on. They forget the thinking and the breathing and instead try to occupy space with sound.
Margaret Heffernan
Yoga is a way of life; it is an art, a science, a philosophy.
Bellur Krishnamachar Sundararaja Iyengar
Music turned to digital, and suddenly you had the possibility to make things louder than loudest, which boggles the mind but it's true, and what you have are all kinds of different ways of distorting your music.
Geddy Lee Weinrib
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How soft the music of those village bells, Falling at interval upon the ear In cadence sweet; now dying all away, Now pealing loud again, and louder still, Clear and sonorous, as the gale comes on! With easy force it opens all the cells Where Memory slept.
William Cowper
All art is a struggle to be, in a particular sort of way, virtuous.
Iris Murdoch