Perhaps when distant people on other planets pick up some wavelength of ours all they hear is a continuous scream. Iris Murdoch
portrait at the national portrait gallery london, oil on canvas by tom phillips.
self portrait with skeleton arm, lithograph, hamburger kunsthalle.
- A writer at war: letters and diaries of Iris Murdoch (review) (khanya.wordpress.com)
- Iris Murdoch on studying as a virtue (hyperorg.com)