I crave to die with my hand at the spinning wheel.

A satyagrahi turns the searchlight inward relentlessly to weed out all the defects that may be lying hidden there still.

The Sermon on the Mount...went straight to my heart. I compared it with the Gita. My young mind tried to unify the teaching of the Gita, the `Light of Asia' and the Sermon on the Mount. That renunciation was the highest form of religion appealed to me greatly.

The outward freedom that we shall attain will only be in exact proportion to the inward freedom to which we may have grown at a given moment. And if this is a correct view of freedom, our chief energy must be concentrated on achieving reform from within.

Truth is transcendent. There are many expressions of it and ways to glimpse it. We cannot hold it in our clenched fist, but must hold it in our open palm and invite others to see it for themselves.

Half-a-dozen or twenty cities of India alone working together cannot bring Swaraj.

The turning of the charkha in a lifeless way will be like the turning of the beads of the rosary with a wandering mind turned away from God.