The Hindu is a reinforced being. He reinforces himself by means of meditation. He is high-pressured. There is a difference between a European and a Hindu, a difference like that between silence and a note on an organ. The Hindu is always intense, his repose is positive. The white man’s repose is zero, or rather it is minus.

In their literature, as in many Chinese works there are three lines of quotation to ten by the author.
It is a question of showing what a good pupil one is. If someone in Bengal meets you, knowing you are a writer, he asks, “So you have done the Humanities. What degree have you got?” Naturally you must say, “Doctor” and, if you are a pork-butcher, say doctor of pork-butchery. They asked me besides, “Who is your master?” When I replied, “ Well, nobody; why?” They did not believe me. They imagined it was some kind of trickery on my part.