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Thus it was, when Shridaman came near me in the night I paled for very sorrow
that it was he and not the other, and closed my eyes so I might think Nanda
embraced me. It came about that I forbore not, in my ardour, to murmur the name
of him ...
For it was not that body she really embraced, as I learned to my sorrow when she
muttered in her sleep. Instead it was the one I now call my own. It is not in good
taste, my friend, for you to touch on these painful matters and force me to speak ...
She thought about her husband's body, which she had embraced in not precisely
blissful but sanctified and provocative bridal night, and which she no longer
possessed — or which, if you like, as it was now the friend-body, she still did not ...
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LibraryThing ReviewNutzerbericht - polutropos - LibraryThing
Few pages, leaving the reader with much to think about. What is attraction? What is beauty? What is the role of love and lust in a relationship? What is, ultimately, morality? Written with a light, humorous touch, the book is unforgettable. Vollständige Rezension lesen
LibraryThing ReviewNutzerbericht - fieldnotes - LibraryThing
This folkloric, Hindu-light treatment of desire, loyalty and identity lacks the craft, gravity and heft of other Thomas Mann novels. His few prose outbursts in description of beauty or deity seem ... Vollständige Rezension lesen
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