A Cat Only Has Itself.

Some Lesser Husbands Built A Latrine On The Hillside.

I Really Wasn't Equipped To Be A Writer When I Left Oxford. But Then I Set Out To Learn. I've Always Had The Highest Regard For The Craft. I've Always Felt It Was Work.

The 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.

The Europeans Wanted Gold And Slaves, Like Everybody Else; But At The Same Time They Wanted Statues Put Up To Themselves As People Who Had Done Good Things For The Slaves.

I Went To India And Met Some People Who Had Been Involved In This Guerrilla Business, Middle-class People Who Were Rather Vain And Foolish. There Was No Revolutionary Grandeur To It. Nothing.