Love never claims, it ever gives. Love ever suffers, never resents never revenges itself.

My religion teaches me that whenever there is distress which one cannot remove, one must fast and pray.

Nonviolence and cowardice go ill together.

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

Even swadeshi, like any other good thing, can be ridden to death if it is made a fetish.

I have shut my mind against nothing and I am a friend of Great Britain. I always have been. I have no axe to grind.

God sometimes does try to the uttermost those whom he wishes to bless.