Iris Murdoch: Education doesn't make you happy. And what is freedom? We don't become happy just because we are free, if we are. Or because we have been educated, if we have. But because education may be the means by which we realize we are happy. It opens our eyes, our ears. Tells use where delights are lurking. Convinces us that there is only one freedom of any importance whatsoever: that of the mind. And give us the assurance, the confidence, to walk the path our mind, our educated mind, offers.
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Iris Murdoch: Education doesn't make you happy. And what is freedom? We don't become happy just because we are free, if we are. Or because we have been educated, if we have. But because education may be the means by which we realize we are happy. It opens our eyes, our ears. Tells use where delights are lurking. Convinces us that there is only one freedom of any importance whatsoever: that of the mind. And give us the assurance, the confidence, to walk the path our mind, our educated mind, offers.
Iris Murdoch: There is only one freedom of any importance, freedom of the mind.
Young Iris Murdoch: You know more about me than anyone. You are my world.
Iris Murdoch: Education doesn't make you happy. And what is freedom? We don't become happy just because we are free, if we are. Or because we have been educated, if we have. But because education may be the means by which we realize we are happy. It opens our eyes, our ears. Tells use where delights are lurking. Convinces us that there is only one freedom of any importance whatsoever: that of the mind. And give us the assurance, the confidence, to walk the path our mind, our educated mind, offers.
Iris Murdoch: There is only one freedom of any importance, freedom of the mind.
Young Iris Murdoch: You know more about me than anyone. You are my world.
Iris Murdoch: I... wrote? John Bayley: Yes, my darling, clever cat! You wrote books. Iris Murdoch: Books... I wrote? John Bayley: You wrote novels. Wonderful novels. Iris Murdoch: I... wrote... John Bayley: Such things you wrote. Special things. Secret things.
Young John Bayley: I could get in trouble, having women in my room. Young Iris Murdoch: I wouldn't say you'd had me, just yet.
Iris Murdoch: Keep working, keep talking, keep the words coming. John Bayley: Keep at it. Iris Murdoch: I should feel like a deprived animal if I can't write. I'm like a starved dog. John Bayley: No, keep at it. I'll keep you at it. Iris Murdoch: I feel... as if I'm sailing into darkness.
