As human beings, our greatness lies not so much in being able to remake the world - that is the myth of the atomic age - as in being able to remake ourselves.

Suffering cheerfully endured, ceases to be suffering and is transmuted into an ineffable joy.

The only tyrant I accept in this world is the still voice within.

Rights that do not flow from duty well performed are not worth having.

In the characteristics of the perfected man of the Gita, I do not see any to correspond to physical warfare.

It is the acid test of nonviolence that in a nonviolent conflict there is no rancor left behind, and in the end the enemies are converted into friends.

Whatever one does cheerfully is good for health.