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Posts tagged “Doris Lessing

Latticed

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“In a universe that is all gradations of matter, from gross to fine to finer, so that we end up with everything we are composed of in a lattice, a grid, a mesh, a mist, where particles or movements so small we cannot observe them are held in a strict and accurate web, that is nevertheless nonexistent to the eyes we use for ordinary living—in this system of fine and finer, where then is the substance of a thought?”

Doris Lessing

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All photographs taken at the Padmanabhapuram Palace, during my family’s recent visit.