Philosophy! Empty thinking by ignorant conceited men who think they can digest without eating!
Iris MurdochAlmost any tale of our doings is comic. We are bottomlessly comic to each other. Even the most adored and beloved person is comic to his lover. The novel is a comic form. Language is a comic form, and makes jokes in its sleep. God, if He existed, would laugh at His creation. Yet it is also the case that life is horrible, without metaphysical sense, wrecked by chance, pain and the close prospect of death. Out of this is born irony, our dangerous and necessary tool.
Iris MurdochLiterature could be said to be a sort of disciplined technique for arousing certain emotions.
Iris Murdoch