God tries his votaries through and through but never beyond endurance. He gives them strength enough to go through the ordeal he prescribes for them.

The function of Nayee-Talim is not to teach an occupation, but through it to develop the whole man.

Golden fetters are no less galling to a self-respecting man that iron ones; the sting lies in the fetters, not in the metal.

God does not punish directly. His ways are inscrutable.

A nonviolent warrior knows no leaving the battle. He rushes into the mouth of himsa, never even once harbouring an evil thought.

The cause of the spinning wheel is too great and too good to have to rest on mere hero-worship.

Both heaven and hell are within us.