Every modern war has had its roots in exploitation.

What is the use of such terrible diligence as many tire themselves out with, if they always postpone their exchange of smiles with Beauty and Joy to cling to irksome duties and relations?

One's life story cannot be told with complete veracity. A true autobiography would have to be written in states of mind, emotions, heartbeats, smiles and tears; not in months and years, or physical events. Life is marked off on the soul by feelings, not by dates.

I think the degree of a nation's civilisation may be measured by the degree of enlightenment of its women.

With every friend I love who has been taken into the brown bosom of the earth a part of me has been buried there; but their contribution to my being of happiness, strength and understanding remains to sustain me in an altered world.

I have made my limitations tools of learning and true joy.

Hope sees the invisible, feels the intangible, and achieves the impossible.