An Enquiry Concerning The Principles Of Morals - pg. 111

When I was twenty, says a FRENCH poet, OVID was my favourite: Now I am forty, I declare for HORACE. We enter, to be sure, more readily into sentiments, which resemble those we feel every day: But no passion, when well represented, can be entirely indifferent to us; because there is, none of which every man has not, within him, at least the seeds and first principles. It is the business of poetry to bring every affection near to us by lively imagery and representation, and make it look like truth and reality: A certain proof, that, wherever that reality is found, our minds are disposed to be strongly affected by it.

The Guide - pg. 136

But whenever she could get at me, she hissed a whisper into my ear. "She is a real snake woman, I tell you. I never liked her from the first day you mentioned her."

The Guide - pg. 27

"Do you know sometimes these Yogis can travel to the Himalayas just by a thought?"
"I don't think that he is that kind of Yogi," said another.
"Who can say? Appearances are sometimes misleading," said someone.

Sacred Games - pg. 444

I listened to Kartuka go on, and into the evening he imparted the secrets of seduction. 'When you are courting her,' he said, 'you must be Kishore Kumar. And I don't mean just that you sing Kishore songs to her, no. You have to let the voice of Kishore Kumar move through you, and become that effortlessly confident, that happy, that funny, that breezy. If you can do that, happily she'll come to you, boss. Then, once that happens, once you've got her, then you've to sing Mohammad Rafi, and only Rafi.'

Sacred Games - pg. 441

'Is your gaand still sore?' one of them said to me. 'We heard that Parulkar took it every night for months. He said that you were a good gaadi to mount, that you moaned like a girl.'

Sacred Games - pg. 409

Sartaj squeezed, and now Vishnu was truly afraid. 'It's true that she's trying to take care of her boys. And do some good. You're a small man, Vishnu. Your brain is small, your heart is small, so you think small of people. You're a small, mean bastard, Vishnu. I don't like you. So shut up. Keep your mouth closed. Understand?'

Sacred Games - pg. 220

'I'm saying only a little thing, Dada - this chutiya sardar inspector of yours will never make a decent income.'

Sacred Games - pg. 210

'You speak Bengali?'
'A little, a little. Their Bengali has quite a lot of Urdu in it, you know.'
'And what other languages do you speak?'
'Gujarati, saab. Marathi, some Sindhi. You grow up in this Mumbai, you pick up a little of everything. I am trying to improve my English.' He held up a copy of Filmfare. 'I try to read one English magazine every day.'
'Very impressive, Ahmed Saab.'
'Arre, sir, I am younger than you. Please call me Wasim. Please.'

Sacred Games - pg. 8

'The roof needed work urgently. As you know, it's a very old house. My ancestral abode really. Also, it needed a new bathroom. Mamta and my granddaughters have moved back home. As you know. So.'

[Note: cadences with tum jantay hi ho/as you know rendered in English. not sure if it's a good idea.]