When I Have Eaten Mangoes, I Have

I Can Think Of Few Things More Disastrous Than Starting A New Correspondence With Any One. Letters Are A Burden Indeed ... They Seem Often The Last Straw That Breaks The Back ... You Should See The Piles Of Those That I Must Answer That Litter And Weight My Writing Table.

It Was A Book To Kill Time For Those Who Liked It Better Dead.

How Far Does One Combine Resistance To Over-control With Social Justice, I.e. Tolerable Living For People In General? We Are Too Selfish To Be Trusted, If Left Free, To Give Away Enough To Make People Comfortable Enough To Give Them A Chance. Yet If All This Is Ordered For Us, As To Some Extent It Has To Be, It So Soon Leads To Tyranny. It Is A Very Difficult Problem. If Only Human Beings Had More Pity, Unselfishness, And Justice And Didn't Need Coercion To Treat Each Other Decently.

As To The Family, I Have Never Understood How That Fits In With The Other Ideals --or, Indeed, Why It Should Be An Ideal At All. A Group Of Closely Related Persons Living Under One Roof; It Is A Convenience, Often A Necessity, Sometimes A Pleasure, Sometimes The Reverse; But Who First Exalted It As Admirable, An Almost Religious Ideal?

Nearly All Novels Are Too Long.