- The Raja of Rukh: You may have noted in history dear lady that family affection is seldom the strong point of princes.
- The Raja of Rukh: [speaking to Lucilla Crespin] Your son, if you gave me one, should be the prince of princes. My other sons should bow down before him and serve him. For though I hate the arrogance of Europe, I believe that from the blending of the flower of the East with the flower of the West, that the man of the future, the Superman, will be born.
- The Raja of Rukh: I have implicit confidence in you, Watkins. I know that anything they have to offer you will have to be paid either in England or in India - and I know that you dare not show your nose in either country. You have a very comfortable job here...
- Watkins: My grateful thanks to you, sir.
- The Raja of Rukh: ...and you don't want to give the hangman a job, either in London, or in India.
- Major Crespin: [after he inadvertently sat on one of their sacred stones] How on earth was *I* to know these poor fools worship a block of stone! Good Lord!
- The Raja of Rukh: [to Major Crespin] What can you promise that would be worth a brass farthing to me? No, Asia has a long score against you swaggering lords of creation, and by all the gods, I mean to see some of it paid tomorrow!