The world is weary of hate. We see the fatigue overcoming the Western nations.

The newspaperman has become a walking plague. He spreads the contagion of lies and calumnies.

Love in the sense of ahimsa has only a limited number of votaries in the world.

I hold flesh-food to be unsuited to our species. We err in copying the lower animal world if we are superior to it.

A warrior lives on his wars, whether offensive or defensive. And he suffers a collapse if he finds that his warring capacity is unwanted.

With every true friendship, we build more firmly the foundations on which the peace of the whole world rests.

Coercion cannot but result in chaos in the end.