Some form of common worship and a common place of worship appear to be a human necessity.

Untouchability is a many-headed monster and forms, some of them so subtle as not to be easily detected.

Liberty and democracy become unholy when their hands are dyed red with innocent blood.

Indeed, these errors and my prompt confessions have made me surer, if possible, of my insight into the implications of truth and ahimsa.

I wish to change there minds, not kill them for weaknesses we all poses.

Self-realization is the object of the Gita, as it is of all scriptures.

That nation is great which rests its head upon death as its pillow.