Languages proclaim that woman is half of man, and by parity of reasoning, man is half of woman.

Golden fetters are no less galling to a self-respecting man that iron ones; the sting lies in the fetters, not in the metal.

In the case of the Indian villager, an age-old culture is hidden under entrustment of crudeness.

An error can never become true however many times you repeat it. The truth can never be wrong, even if no one hears it.

The pursuit of truth does not permit violence on one's opponent.

I understood . . . that those who desired salvation should act like the trustee who, though having control over great possessions, regards not an iota of them as his own.

History is replete with instances of men, who, by dying with courage and compassion on their lips converted the hearts of their violent opponents.