In India there is a common saying that the way to Swaraj is through Mandalay.

There is an indefinable mysterious Power that pervades everything.

Violence is the fear to other's ideals.

If God is vast and boundless as the ocean, how can a tiny drop like man imagine what He is?

Old as I am in age, I have no feeling that I have ceased to grow inwardly or that my growth will stop at the dissolution of the flesh. What I am concerned with is my readiness to obey the call of Truth, my God, from moment to moment, no matter how inconsistent it may appear. My commitment is to Truth, not to consistency.

A balanced intellect presupposes a harmonious growth of body, mind and soul.

Whatever I do is out of love.