We cannot understand all the traits we have inherited. Sometimes we can be strangers to ourselves.
V. S. NaipaulHow could people like these, without words to put to their emotions and passions, manage? They could, at best, only suffer dumbly. Their pains and humiliations would work themselves out in their characters alone: like evil spirits possessing a body, so that the body itself might appear innocent of what it did.
V. S. NaipaulThe melancholy thing about the world is that it is full of stupid people; and the world is run for the benefit of the stupid and common.
V. S. NaipaulIf you write a novel alone you sit and you weave a little narrative. And it's O.K., but it's of no account.
V. S. Naipaul