There are no good-byes, where ever you'll be, you'll be in my heart.

Domestic matters are trifles for us. But they occupy the principal part of my life. They teach me to know my limitations.

The moment the cultivators of the soil realize their power, the evil of Zamindari will be sterilized.

Democracy and dependence on the military and police are incompatible.

Death is at any time blessed but it is twice blessed for a warrior who dies for his cause, that is, truth.

India will not be a helpless partner in her own exploitation and foreign domination.

A nonviolent warrior knows no leaving the battle. He rushes into the mouth of himsa, never even once harbouring an evil thought.