In a gentle way, you can shake the world.

External fears cease of their own accord when once we have conquered these traitors within the camp.

Naked violence repels like the naked skeleton shorn of flesh, blood and the velvety skin.

The world is changing every moment, and is therefore unreal. It has non permanent existence.

Was it that you wanted to pull my leg by transporting me to the frozen Himalayan heights of 'mahatmaship' and claiming for yourself absolution from having to follow my precepts?

A full and candid admission of one's mistakes should make proof against its repetition.

Democracy disciplined and enlightened is the finest thing in the world. A democracy prejudiced, ignorant, superstitious, will land itself in chaos and may be self-destroyed.