I was a coward. I used to be haunted by the fear of thieves, ghosts and serpents. I did not dare to stir out of doors at night. Darkness was a terror to me. It was almost impossible for me to sleep in the dark, as I would imagine ghosts coming from one direction, thieves from another and serpents from a third. I could not therefore bear to sleep without a light in the room.

Better than cowardice is killing and being killed in battle.

I am a Christian and a Hindu and a Muslim and a Jew.

My mother would tell me that the shortest cut to purification after the unholy touch was to cancel the touch by touching any Mussalman passing by.

Ahimsa in theory no one knows. It is as indefinable as God.

The pilgrimage to Swaraj is a painful climb.

Silence becomes cowardice when occasion demands speaking out the whole truth and acting accordingly.