There is no time limit for a satyagrahi nor is there a limit to his capacity for suffering.

Intellect takes us along in the battle of life to a certain limit, but at the crucial moment it fails us. Faith transcends reason. It is when the horizon is the darkest and human reason is beaten down to the ground that faith shines brightest and comes to our rescue.

It does not require money to be neat, clean and dignified.

A perfect Muslim is he from whose tongue and hands mankind is safe.

We cannot, in a moment, get rid of habits of a lifetime.

Such expression is impossible in a cramped atmosphere. As I have no desire to offer civil disobedience I cannot write freely. As the author of satyagraha I cannot, consistently with my profession, suppress the vital part of myself for the sake of being able to write on permissible subjects. ... It would be like dealing with the trunk without the head.

Desirelessness or renunciation does not come for the mere talking about it.