I have come to realize more and more that the greatest disease and the greatest suffering is to be unwanted, unloved, uncared for, to be shunned by everybody, to be just nobody.

Every human being in that case resembles Christ in his loneliness; and that is the hardest part, that's real hunger.

In our home (for the dying at Kali Ghat) in Calcutta, there is great peace, unity and love. Many Hindu families bring food, clothing nonstop to our home for the dying. This is an act of love. I didn't ask them. They have only heard about what I am doing and they all come.

I don't do great things. I do small things with great love.

I try to give to the poor people for love what the rich could get for money.

I have told everybody that what we are doing is for the love of God and works of love are always to accept and respect others.

Let us make that one point - that no child will be unwanted, unloved, uncared for, or killed and thrown away.