Go for the throat. If you cant, go for the nads.

Love is a rare herb that makes a friend even of a sworn enemy and this herb grows out of nonviolence.

We, the English educated Indians, often unconsciously make the terrible mistake of thinking that the microscopic minority of the English-speaking Indians is the whole of India.

Just as the body cannot exist without blood, so the soul needs the matchless and pure strength of faith.

It is claimed for satyagraha that it is a complete substitute for violence or war.

There is always enough for the needy, there is never enough for the greedy.

If it weren't for Christians, I'd be a Christian.