People Come And Go All The Time;

The Ancillary Aspect Of Every British City Now Is The Council Estate.

Some Lesser Husbands Built A Latrine On The Hillside.

If Ever You Wish To Meet Intellectual Frauds In Quantity, Go To Paris.

I'm Thought To Be A Tough Writer, But I'm Really A Softie.

Out Of Its Squalor And Human Decay, Its Eruptions Of Butchery, India Produced So Many People Of Grace And Beauty, Ruled By Elaborate Courtesy. Producing Too Much Life, It Denied The Value Of Life; Yet It Permitted A Unique Human Development To So Many. Nowhere Were People So Heightened, Rounded And Individualistic; Nowhere Did They Offer Themselves So Fully And With Such Assurance. To Know Indians Was To Take A Delight In People As People; Every Encounter Was An Adventure. I Did Not Want India To Sink [out Of My Memory]; The Mere Thought Was Painful.