It is not that the Englishman can't feel-it is that he is afraid to feel. He has been taught at his public school that feeling is bad form. He must not express great joy or sorrow, or even open his mouth too wide when he talks-his pipe might fall out if he did.

Belfastas uncivilised as ever--savage black mothers in houses of dark red brick, friendly manufacturers too drunk to entertain you when you arrive. It amuses me till I get tired.

Life - No, I've nothing to teach you about it for the moment. May be writing about it another week.

We cast a shadow on something wherever we stand.

But nothing in India is identifiable, the mere asking of a question causes it to disappear or to merge in something else.

Give, do not lend; after death who will thank you?

It is so difficult - at least, I find it difficult - to understand people who speak the truth.