The poor are selfish and spiteful; this is out of an instinct for self-preservation. I consider such self-interest excusable. If any one snatches your bread from you, you will of course do him in and force it out of his throat. But a Zamindar's animosity and jealously are for pleasure. We have become so big that deceit is now the salt of our lives. In fact, we have reached that stage of divinity where the other man's tears only arouse our mirth.
