Poverty is the worst form of violence.

My austerities, fasting and prayers are, I know, of no value if I rely upon them for reforming me. My penance is the prayer of a bleeding heart for forgiveness for sins unwittingly committed.

I worship the God that is Truth or Truth which is God through the service of these millions.

I would like to bury myself in an Indian village, preferably in a Frontier village.

For a firm believer in swadeshi, there need be no Pharisaical self-satisfaction in wearing khadi.

In the midst of darkness, light persists.

God alone is the judge of true greatness because He knows men's hearts.