How 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. NaipaulAn autobiography can distort; facts can be realigned. But fiction never lies: it reveals the writer totally.
V. S. NaipaulI grew up in a small place and left it when I was quite young and entered the bigger world.
V. S. Naipaul