I must be so simple for her to know me every time. It seems that my thoughts and feelings are laid bare in front of her, as if there are no hidden corners. She can easily understand my actions, my expressions, and even the slightest change in my tone. Maybe it's because I have let my guard down around her, allowing her to see the real me. But sometimes, I wonder if being this simple is a good thing. Will she ever get tired of knowing me so well? Will there be no more surprises or mysteries for her? Despite these doubts, I can't help but feel a sense of comfort in her understanding. It makes me feel accepted and loved for who I truly am.
Nuns and Soldiers is the latest book to be taken on by us Murdoch enthusiasts - (or every other month enthusiasts as we are now). I truly relished it. However, it doesn't quite possess the same impact and scope as The Sea, the Sea, which we read last time. There are a good number of familiar Murdoch themes present in this novel, such as goodness, religion, and philosophy. Among them, there are some intricate relationships and motivations among the characters. What is captivating about Iris Murdoch is how frequently those characters whom you envision would be "good" actually aren't - and those whom society might view as "bad" or at least deeply flawed are in fact "good". I must admit that there weren't many characters in this that I warmed to - in fact, I disliked all of them at some point - except perhaps Gertrude - and she annoyed me a little.