Man is worse than an animal when he is an animal.

Oh, grant me my prayer, that I may never lose the touch of the one in the play of the many.

The real frienship is like fluorescence, it shines better when everything has darken.

Power said to the world, "You are mine." The world kept it prisoner on her throne. Love said to the world, "I am thine." The world gave it the freedom of her house.

Someone spilled the ink on the canvas. Now boasts: "I painted the night".

The false can never grow into truth by growing in power.

We do not want nowadays temples of worship and outward rites and ceremonies. What we really want is an Asram. We want a place where the beauty of nature and the noblest pursuits of man are in a sweet harmony.