In the secret of my heart I am in perpetual quarrel with God that He should allow such things [as the war] to go on. My non-violence seems almost impotent. But the answer comes at the end of the daily quarrel that neither God nor non-violence is impotent. Impotence is in men. I must try on without losing faith even though I may break in the attempt.

My life is my message.

Any imposition from without means compulsion. Such compulsion is repugnant to religion.

Labour has its unique place in a cultured human family.

A mind not set on God is given to wandering and lacks the quality of a temple of worship.

I understand democracy as something that gives the weak the same chance as the strong.

The only difference between man and man all the world over is one of degree, and not of kind, even as there is between trees of the same species. Where in is the cause for anger, envy or discrimination?