If I was asked what is the greatest treasure which India possesses and what is her finest heritage, I would answer unhesitatingly that it is the Samskrit language and literature and all that it contains. This is a magnificent inheritance and so long as this endures and influences the life of our people, so long will the basic genius of India continue. If our race forgot the Buddha, the Upanishads and the great epics (Ramayana and Mahabharata), India would cease to be India .

I want nothing to do with any religion concerned with keeping the masses satisfied to live in hunger, filth, and ignorance.

Time is not measured by the passing of years but by what one does, what one feels, and what one achieves.

Life is like a game of cards. The hand you are dealt is determinism; the way you play it is free will.

When you imitate the enemy's tactics, you take on his liabilities.

At the dawn of history India started on her unending quest, and trackless centuries are filled with her striving and the grandeur of her success and her failures. Through good and ill fortune alike she has never lost sight of that quest or forgotten the ideals which gave her strength.

A language is something infinitely greater than grammar and philology. It is the poetic testament of the genius of a race and a culture, and the living embodiment of the thoughts and fancies that have moulded them