Rail is such an undignified way to travel. All that rapid racing about. Floating has so much more gravitas.

There is nothing in machinery, there is nothing in embankments and railways and iron bridges and engineering devices to oblige them to be ugly. Ugliness is the measure of imperfection.

Wagon is the bread-earning horse of the Railways. Load it adequately. Make it run and don’t stable it.

My mother always told me not to handle a buffalo by its tail, but always catch it by its horns. And I have used that lesson in everything in my life, including the Railways.