You may pluck out my eyes, but that cannot kill me. You may chop off my nose, but that will not kill me. But blast my belief in God, and I am dead.

It is my great misfortune that I have to measure your love by the money gifts you give for Daridranarayana.

Nonviolence is a plant of slow growth, it grows imperceptibly but surely.

We must widen the circle of our love till it embraces the whole village; the village in its turn must take into its fold the district, the district the province, and so on until the scope of our love becomes co-terminous with the world.

The Law is God. Anything attributed to Him is not a mere attribute. He is Truth, Love, Law and a million things that human ingenuity can name.

In true democracy every man and woman is taught to think for himself or herself.

There can be no Swaraj where there is no harmony, no music.