I hold that the world is sick of armed rebellions.

All my actions have their rise in my inalienable love of mankind.

The Divine Music is incessantly ringing within all of us, but the loud senses drown the delicate Music, which is unlike and infinitely superior to anything we can perceive with our senses.

Every moment of my existence is dedicated to the winning of Swaraj by means of truth and nonviolence.

I do not want India to rise on the ruin of other nations.

What, however, left a deep impression on me was the reading of the Ramayana before my father. During part of his illness my father was in Porbandar. There every evening he used to listen to the Ramayana.

The seeker after truth should be humbler than the dust. The world crushes the dust under its feet, but the seeker after truth should so humble himself that even the dust could crush him. Only then, and not till then, will he have a glimpse of truth.