"How would we know [if we were going crazy], those of us who live in our minds anyway?"
Iris: " 'Puzzled.' That's a funny word, isn't it?"
John: "They all are, aren't they, when you sneak up on them."
I really must read Iris Murdoch's stuff now. [Only not so much in the literal sense of "now," of course.]
Language is so important to her, and i definitely identify with that, and am interested to learn more of what she had to say about that specifically.
So painful watching her struggle (i think those are the most tragic debilitations, when you can no longer communicate, particularly in the early stages when you are aware of the fact that you can't communicate properly). But once she was (loved the Twelve Dancing Princesses metaphor) in her own world, i kept thinking of Bob Murray as i watched John.
The Anna Karenina story... oh god, you ache for the poor guy.