“Going home at night! It wasn't often that I was on the river at night. I never liked it. I never felt in control. In the darkness of river and forest you could be sure only of what you could… — V.S. Naipaul Copy Share Image
“In his original design the solicitor's clerk seemed to have forgotten the need for a staircase to link both the floors, and what he… — V.S. Naipaul Copy Share Image
“What matters in the end in literature, what is always there, is the truly good. And -- though played out forms can throw up… — V.S. Naipaul Copy Share Image
“Though no one recognized his strength, Anand was among the strong. His satirical sense kept him aloof. At first this was only a pose,… — V.S. Naipaul Copy Share Image
“It was as Nazruddin had said, when I asked him about visas and he had said that bank notes were better. 'You can always… — V.S. Naipaul Copy Share Image
“attributed the decay of Hindu society in Trinidad to the rise of the timorous, weak, non-beating class of husband.” — V.S. Naipaul Copy Share Image
“It was not long after that Ganesh saw a big new notice in the shop, painted on cardboard. ‘Is Leela self who write that,’… — V.S. Naipaul Copy Share Image
“I knew there was something that separated me from Ferdinand and the life of the bush about me. And it was because I had… — V.S. Naipaul Copy Share Image
“In my late thirties the dream of disappointment and exhaustion had been the dream of the exploding head: the dream of a noise in… — V.S. Naipaul Copy Share Image
“On the front cover of Newsweek reviews "A House for Mr. Biswas" as "a marvelous prose epic that matches the best 19th century novels… — V.S. Naipaul Copy Share Image
“For when one thinks of Guiana one thinks of a country whose inadequate resources are strained in every way, a country whose geography imposes… — V.S. Naipaul Copy Share Image
“Ah, sahib. I know you just come to comfort a old man left to live by hisself. Soomintra say I too old-fashion. And Leela,… — V.S. Naipaul Copy Share Image
“Misir’s first story was about a man who had been out of work for months and was starving. His five children were starving; his… — V.S. Naipaul Copy Share Image
