miércoles, 18 de marzo de 2015

Sweet Tooth - Ian McEwan

At work we ate our lunches together but there was still something between us, a little piece of gritty residue from that brief dispute. If her politics were so infantile or boneheaded, how much of a friend could she be? But at other times I believed that time would settle the matter and that, by simple contagion at work, her political views would mature. Sometimes not talking is the best way through a difficulty. The fad for personal "truth" and confrontation was doing great damage in my view and blighting many friendships and marriages.