A Passage to India - Privacy, conventions and the weather

'[Mrs Moore] Accustomed to the privacy of London, she could not realise that India, seemingly so mysterious, contains none, and that consequently the conventions have greater force.' - p.68

This is certainly true, there is no privacy; fear of liberal talk proliferating keeps one self-consciously in check. Everyone knows everyone who knows anyone who talks to everyone such that noone can afford to adopt an entirely independent 'who cares what anyone thinks' attitude because there will always be someone who cares. Obstacles of interconnection are everywhere; only the white tiger can break through at great personal cost and tremendously destructive consequences.

'There's nothing in India but the weather...it's the alpha and omega of the whole affair' - p.68

Lethargic. Soporific. Heat. I miss it.

Women in Love - The Delusion of Equality

'IF,' said Hermione at last, 'we could only realise, that in the SPIRIT
we are all one, all equal in the spirit, all brothers there--the rest
wouldn't matter, there would be no more of this carping and envy and
this struggle for power, which destroys, only destroys.'

This speech was received in silence, and almost immediately the party
rose from the table. But when the others had gone, Birkin turned round
in bitter declamation, saying:

'It is just the opposite, just the contrary, Hermione. We are all
different and unequal in spirit--it is only the SOCIAL differences that
are based on accidental material conditions. We are all abstractly or
mathematically equal, if you like. Every man has hunger and thirst, two
eyes, one nose and two legs. We're all the same in point of number. But
spiritually, there is pure difference and neither equality nor
inequality counts. It is upon these two bits of knowledge that you must
found a state. Your democracy is an absolute lie--your brotherhood of
man is a pure falsity, if you apply it further than the mathematical
abstraction. We all drank milk first, we all eat bread and meat, we all
want to ride in motor-cars--therein lies the beginning and the end of
the brotherhood of man. But no equality.

'But I, myself, who am myself, what have I to do with equality with any
other man or woman? In the spirit, I am as separate as one star is from
another, as different in quality and quantity. Establish a state on
THAT. One man isn't any better than another, not because they are
equal, but because they are intrinsically OTHER, that there is no term
of comparison. The minute you begin to compare, one man is seen to be
far better than another, all the inequality you can imagine is there by
nature. I want every man to have his share in the world's goods, so
that I am rid of his importunity, so that I can tell him: "Now you've
got what you want--you've got your fair share of the world's gear. Now,
you one-mouthed fool, mind yourself and don't obstruct me."'
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'It SOUNDS like megalomania, Rupert,' said Gerald, genially. -p.87-88