Man goes into the noisy crowd to drown his own clamour of silence.

If religion, instead of being the manifestation of a spiritual ideal, gives prominence to scriptures and external rites, then does it disturb the peace more than anything else.

A butterfly flitting from flower to flower ever remains mine, I lose the one that is netted by me.

Oh my only friend, my best beloved, the gates are open in my house—do not pass by like a dream.

I am willing to serve my country, but my worship I reserve for Right which is far greater than my country. To worship my country as a god is to bring a curse upon it.

... let us unite, not in spite of our differences, but through them. For differences can never be wiped away, and life would be so much the poorer without them. Let all human races keep their own personalities, and yet come together, not in a uniformity that is dead, but in a unity that is living.

We are like newborn children, Our power is the power to grow.