I think one should do what seems right. And if what seems right involves danger...well, one must risk the danger.

Muslim women had to go out in purdah, that heavy sheet that covers even the eyes. Hindu women had to go out in the doli, a kind of closed sedan chair like a catafalque. My mother always told me about these things with bitterness and rage.

Let's not forget that in India the symbol of strength is a woman; the goddess Shakti.

This is also something I've learned from experience. Didn't they perhaps give us the vote because we went too far?

The old need the company of the young so that they renew their contact with life.

I don't see why we and the Chinese should have to be enemies.

We should not mourn for men of high ideals. Rather we should rejoice that we had the privilege of having had them with us, to inspire us by their radiant personalities.