Trade unionism is not socialism. It is the capitalism of the proletariat.

We all go about longing for love: it is the first need of our natures, the loudest cry of our hearts.

Of all human struggles there is none so treacherous and remorseless as the struggle between the artist man and the mother woman.

Nothing is ever done in this world until men are prepared to kill one another if it is not done.

We are members one of another; so that you cannot injure or help your neighbor without injuring or helping yourself.

The Indian way of life provides the vision of the natural, real way of life. We veil ourselves with unnatural masks. On the face of India are the tender expressions which carry the mark of the Creators hand.

You're only a beginner; and what you think is love, and interest, and all that, is not real love at all: three quarters of it is only unsatisfied curiosity.