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that in every female shape—child, maid, mother or grey-haired woman—she, the
All-Mother hides herself, the all-nourisher, Sakti, the great goddess; of whose
womb all things come, into whose womb all things go; whom we honour and
she cried. “Forgive me, dear Shridaman"—and she turned expressly to his head,
deliberately overlooking the Nanda-body it sat on —“forgive me too, Nanda”—
again she spoke to the head in question as the essential thing, regarding it,
The idea that there was anything wrong or unnatural about Shridaman's physical
improvement (as though the natural things were the only right ones!) might more
easily have arisen, if the metamorphosed Nanda had been there too. But he ...
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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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