Touch-me-notism that disfigures the present day Hinduism is a morbid growth.
It was our love of foreign cloth that ousted the wheel from its position of dignity.
A nonviolent warrior knows no leaving the battle. He rushes into the mouth of himsa, never even once harbouring an evil thought.
Ours has not been unadulterated nonviolence in thought, word and deed.
The fear of the judge within is more terrible than that of the one without.
Idolatry is permissible in Hinduism when it sub serves an ideal.