If faith is lost, there is no security and there is no life for him who does not adhere to religion.

My ancestors were Brahmins. They spent their lives in search of god. I am spending my life in search of man.

Since love first made the breast an instrument Of fierce lamenting, by its flame my heart Was molten to a mirror, like a rose I pluck my breast apart, that I may hang This mirror in your sight.

The truth is that the religious and the scientific processes, though involving different methods, are identical in their final aim. Both aim at reaching the most real.

Inductive reason, which alone makes man master of his environment, is an achievement and when once born it must be reinforced by inhibiting the growth of other modes of knowledge.

Our bread and water are of one table: the progeny of Adam are as a single soul.

If faith is lost, there is no security and there is no life for him who does not adhere to religion.