I didn't have time to write a short letter, so I wrote a long one instead.

Never be haughty to the humble, never be humble to the haughty.

Prosperity is the surest breeder of insolence I know.

I would have written a shorter letter, but I did not have the time.

There is no salvation for us but to adopt Civilization and lift ourselves down to its level.

Perhaps it will be simplest to throw away the tags and generalize India with one all-comprehensive name, as the Land of Wonders.

They say that you can't live by bread alone, but I can live on compliments.