Iris Blobel Quotes

That, my dear, is a mystery to be solved. ~ Iris Blobel

Don't kiss me again," she begged softly as she stood. ~ Iris Blobel

My knee, my injury, my questions. ~ Iris Blobel

Oh what an ill fate it was that has made me love that man. ~ Iris Murdoch

Why do I wear such large glasses?
The bigger to see you with, my dear.
Anyway, you have to have fun. If you can't have fun, you might as well be dead. ~ Iris Apfel

When you go to a nice restaurant, you want to be relaxed and have a drink and everything, you want to look at people who look well. You don't want to look at some slob with an open shirt and a hairy chest. At least I don't. ~ Iris Apfel

The rain landed on my skin with a barely audible patter and changed the tempo of its repetitive dance, letting the wind change its course and angle. The cold soon seeped through my dress and into my bones. An iris from my garland fell in my lap. ~ Erica Sehyun Song

I'm always telling my students that if they can't explain what they are doing, to their grandmothers, then they probably don't understand it themselves. ~ Gunter Blobel

they would soon be old enough to read The Railway Children by Edith Nesbit and Swallows and Amazons by Arthur Ransome, and eventually Iris Murdoch and Alan Bennett. They could all be readers, and maybe even uncommon ones. ~ Will Schwalbe

He didn't know if there was a word to describe what he felt in that moment, how he saw the lines of his own heart when her eyes met his. ~ Julia Quinn

She was a spoiler, a needler, an underminer, a diminisher, simply by instinct. ~ Iris Murdoch

I get very involved with my things, and they are not standard equipment. ~ Iris Apfel

But it was just luck really if the girls survived. You're like a man firing a machine gun into a supermarket who happens not to become a murderer. ~ Iris Murdoch

It is more magnificent than what I thought heaven might be, and yet it is all of its wonder, as well."
...
"Iris, we are shut off from it in this life because if any knew its magnificence, life itself would end, for all who are living would seek death. But as the egg must be in the nest for the bird to fly from it, so the living must live and die when nature intends so that the shell may be broken at the point when the living have wings to fly. It is as if in life we are blind, and in death we see. In life we think in error, but in death we know and love and understand. ~ Douglas Clegg

Even after having months to adjust, Iris was "displeased" about my employment, which was like saying PETA was displeased by the popularity of TripleMeat Whataburgers. ~ Molly Harper

Jealousy is the most dreadfully involuntary of all sins. ~ Iris Murdoch

My your balls wither away and you develop and allergy to Viagra and all it's counter-parts
(Sophie to Royd) ~ Iris Johansen

You're not doing well and finally I don't have to
pretend to be so interested in your on going tragedy,

but

I'll rob the bank that gave you the impression that
money is more fruitful than words, and
I'll cut holes in the ozone if it means you have one less day of rain.
I'll walk you to the hospital,
I'll wait in a white room that reeks of hand sanitizer and latex for the results from the MRI scan that tries to
locate the malady that keeps your mind guessing, and
I want to write you a poem every day until my hand breaks
and assure you that you'll find your place,
it's just
the world has a funny way of
hiding spots fertile enough for
bodies like yours to grow roots.

and

I miss you like a dart hits the iris of a bullseye,
or a train ticket screams 4:30 at 4:47, I
wanted to tell you that it's my birthday on Thursday
and I would have wanted you to
give me the gift of your guts on the floor, one last time,
to see if you still had it in you.

I hope our ghosts aren't eating you alive.
If I'm to speak for myself, I'll tell you that
the universe is twice as big as we think it is
and you're the only one that made that idea
less devastating. ~ Lucas Regazzi

We need a moral philosophy in which the concept of love, so rarely mentioned now by philosophers, can once again be made central. ~ Iris Murdoch

He was a sociologist; he had got into an intellectual muddle early on in life and never managed to get out. ~ Iris Murdoch

Real misery cuts off all paths to itself. ~ Iris Murdoch

We naturally take in the catastrophes of our friends a pleasure which genuinely does not preclude friendship. This is partly but not entirely because we enjoy being empowered as helpers. The unexpected or inappropriate catastrophe is especially piquant. ~ Iris Murdoch

I don't think dressing has anything to do with numbers. I know people of 30 who act like they're 97, and I have a few old-bag friends who are very hip. ~ Iris Apfel

If there was a choice on spending a lot of money on accessories or dress, I always chose accessories. I think jewelry can change an outfit more than anything else. ~ Iris Apfel

I was now, all the time, unutterably tired as if simply keeping alive was a terrible effort. ~ Iris Murdoch

I do not think that one is likely to write a good biography unless one feels some sympathy with its subject ... ~ Iris Origo

So, what do you photograph?"
I swallow my wine.
"What?"
"You know – city scapes, nature, portraits, candid shots..."
Boobs. I photograph boobs.
"Uhh... people? ~ Iris Blaire

There is no beyond, there is only here, the infinitely small, infinitely great and utterly demanding present. ~ Iris Murdoch

The worst ... was what the Pakistani soldiers did to the Bengali women after their failed rebellion. ~ Iris Chang

Happiness is a matter of one's most ordinary and everyday mode of consciousness being busy and lively and unconcerned with self. ~ Iris Murdoch

True love gallops, it flies, it is the swiftest of all modes of thought, swifter even than hate and fear. ~ Iris Murdoch

That art gives charm to terrible things is perhaps its glory, perhaps its curse. Art is a doom. ~ Iris Murdoch

In America, it has been proven that the bulk of spending money is in the hands of women between 60 and 80, so it's so stupid. The people who do have the time and money to shop are either retired or empty-nesters. ~ Iris Apfel

I couldn't take you. So the violin will have to do." He smiled and moved over to the violin case on the bed. "The next time you play, it will be at Loch Gaelkar. ~ Iris Johansen

Coco Chanel said take one thing off. I always said put another one on. ~ Iris Apfel

I have to finish this book tour of almost 30 cities. ~ Iris Chang

I could scarcely believe what I saw and I had the sense as in a nightmare of being involved in something both wildly improbable and relentlessly inevitable. This had to happen. Yet how could it have happened? ~ Iris Murdoch

Some people are just 'diminishers' and 'spoilers' for others. I suppose almost everybody diminishes someone. A saint would be nobody's spoiler. ~ Iris Murdoch

While it is certainly the biographer's business to describe the foibles, passions and idiosyncrasies which make his subject a person, his work will be very meagre if these individual traits are not also seen as part of a universal drama - for each man's life is also the story of Everyman. ~ Iris Origo

Death is not the consummation of oneself but just the end of oneself. Before the self vanishes nothing really is, and that is how it is most of the time. But as soon as the self vanishes everything is, and becomes automatically the object of love. Love holds the world together, and if we could forget ourselves everything in the world would fly into a perfect harmony, and when we see beautiful things that is what they remind us of. ~ Iris Murdoch

If you were mine, Iris there would be no doubt what position you'd hold in my life. You'd be center. I'd play you at the five. ~ Kennedy Ryan

Can I have this?" Iris asked in her honeydew voice, holding up one of the novels I'd brought her so that Amy could see the cover.
"Sorry, hot man is all out at the moment. We have some corpulent taxi driver and a slice of crazy cat-lady left, but we ran out of hot man hours ago. ~ Nicole Peeler

She moaned, long and low, wanting to arch, to thrash, to scream. Instead she opened her mouth and bit his shoulder, tasting salt.
Tasting want.
Then she gasped. "Please."
"What do you want?" he whispered in her ear, an incubus, dark and alive and in her. "Tell me. What do you need?"
"I..." Her mouth opened, wordless.
"Tell me," his smoky voice curled around her.
"You."
He chuckled, dark and low. ~ Elizabeth Hoyt

You don't have to look like an old fuddy-duddy, but I believe it was Chanel who said, 'Nothing makes a woman look so old as trying desperately hard to look young'. I think you can be attractive at any age. I think trying to look like a spring chicken when you're not makes you look ridiculous. ~ Iris Apfel

But one must do something about the past. It doesn't just cease to be. It goes on existing and affecting the present, and in new and different ways, as if in some other dimension it too were growing. ~ Iris Murdoch

We were eternally divided. And it somehow seemed strange to me that this had not happened earlier, so dangerous were we to each other. ~ Iris Murdoch

When the sun was set I might perhaps go to sleep. I never let myself sleep during the day. Daytime sleep is a cursed slumber from which one wakes in despair. The sun will not tolerate it. If he can he will pry under your eyelids and prise them apart; and if you hang black curtains at your windows he will lay siege to your room until it is so stifling that at last you stagger with staring eyes to the window and tear back the curtains to see that most terrible of sights, the broad daylight outside a room where you have been sleeping. ~ Iris Murdoch

But…but that's tragic! To go through life without color? Unable to appreciate art, or beauty?"
He laughed. "Now, sweet-hold your brush before you paint me a martyr's halo. It's not as though I'm blind. I have a great appreciation for art, as I believe we've discussed. And as for beauty…I don't need to know whether your eyes are blue or green or lavender to know that they're uncommonly lovely."
"No one has lavender eyes."
"Don't they?" His gaze caught hers and refused to let go. Leaning forward, he continued, "Did that tutor of yours ever tell you this? That your eyes are ringed with a perfect circle a few shades darker than the rest of the…don't they call it the iris?"
Sophia nodded.
"The iris." He propped his elbow on the table and leaned forward, his gaze searching hers intently. "An apt term it is, too. There are these lighter rays that fan out from the center, like petals. And when your pupils widen-like that, right there-your eyes are like two flowers just coming into bloom. Fresh. Innocent."
She bowed her head, mixing a touch of lead white into the sea-green paint on her palette. He leaned closer still, his voice a hypnotic whisper. "But when you take delight in teasing me, looking up through those thick lashes, so saucy and self-satisfied…" She gave him a sharp look.
He snapped his fingers. "There! Just like that. Oh, sweet-then those eyes are like two opera dancers smiling from behind big, feathered fans. Coy. Beckoning."
Sophia ~ Tessa Dare

You can't go through the looking-glass without cutting yourself. ~ Iris Murdoch

Suddenly I heard Virginia's voice calling to me from the sitting room window: "Hitler is making a speech." I shouted back, "I shan't come. I'm planting iris and they will be flowering long after he is dead. ~ Leonard Woolf

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. ~ Iris Murdoch