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How Can a Yogi Ever Be Worried? 
Cara Soror, 
Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the Law. 
That question I have been expecting for a very long time! 
And what you expect is to see my middle stump break the 
wicket-keeper's nose, with the balls smartly fielded by Third 
Man and Short Leg! 
I admit that it looks like a strong case. Here (you put it in 
your more elegant prose) we have a Yogi, nay more, a 
Paramahamsa, a Bodhisattva of the best; yea, further, we 
have a Master of the Temple-and is not his Motto Vi Veri 
Vniversum Vivus Vici? and yet we find him fussing like an old 
hen over the most trivial of troubles ; we find him wrapped in 
the lacustrine vapours of Avernus, fretting himself into a 
fever about imaginary misfortunes at which no normal person 
would do more than cast a contemptuous glance, and get on 
with the job. 
Yes, although you can scarcely evade indictment for 
unnecessarily employing the language of hyperbole , I see 
what you mean. Yet the answer is adequate; the very terms 
of his Bargain with Destiny not only allow for, but imply, 
some such reaction on the part of the Master to the 
Bludgeonings of Fate . (W.E. Henley· ) 
There are two ways of looking at the problem. One is what 
I may call the mathematical. If I have ten and sixpence in the 
world and buy a half-guinea cigar, I have no money left to 
1. An English poet. 
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