“At the time, there would only be incoherence. As though meaning had slunk out of things and left them fragmented. Disconnected. The glint of Ammu’s needle. The color of a ribbon. The weave of the cross-stitch counterpane. A door slowly breaking. Isolated things that didn’t mean anything. As though the intelligence that decodes life’s hidden patterns -that connects reflections to images, glints to light, weaves to fabrics, needles to thread, walls to rooms, love to fear to anger to remorse- was suddenly lost. (215)”
Quote by Arundhati Roy
Author
You May Also Like
Source: NAPS: Discover The Power Of Night Audio Programs
Source: NAPS: Discover The Power Of Night Audio Programs
Source: NAPS: Discover The Power Of Night Audio Programs
Source: NAPS: Discover The Power Of Night Audio Programs
Source: A Long Night's Journey Into Daylight
Source: NAPS: Discover The Power Of Night Audio Programs
Source: NAPS: Discover The Power Of Night Audio Programs
Source: NAPS: Discover The Power Of Night Audio Programs
Source: NAPS: Discover The Power Of Night Audio Programs
Source: NAPS: Discover The Power Of Night Audio Programs
