There are few things sweeter in this world than the guileless, hotheaded, intemperate, open admiration of a junior. Even a woman in her blindest devotion does not fall into the gait of the man she adores, tilt her bonnet to the angle at which he wears his hat, or interlard her speech with his pet oaths.

Once there was The People - Terror gave it birth.

A woman's guess is much more accurate than a man's certainty.

As surely as Water will wet us, as surely as Fire will burn, The Gods of the Copybook Headings with terror and slaughter return!

Now India is a place beyond all others where one must not take things too seriously—the midday sun always excepted.

But till we are built like angels, with hammer and chisel and pen, we will work for ourself and a woman, forever and ever, Amen.

Being kissed by a man who didn't wax his moustache was-like eating an egg without salt.