It is the turning it that counts, not the personal exertion.

There were wheels and bells in convenient situations all over the village, and whoever passed one gave it a twist as he went by, thus piling up Karma for all the inhabitants.

Reflecting upon these facts, I was seized with an idea.

I got Hilda to take instantaneous photographs of all the monks during a sacred procession, at rapid intervals.

In that sunny climate we had no difficulty at all in printing off from the plates as soon as developed.