Passion is like genius: a miracle.

To a man whose mind is free there is something even more intolerable in the sufferings of animals than in the sufferings of man. For with the latter it is at least admitted that suffering is evil and that the man who causes it is a criminal. But thousands of animals are uselessly butchered every day without a shadow of remorse. If any man were to refer to it, he would be thought ridiculous. And that is the unpardonable crime.

The theatre, like the fresco, is art fitted to its place. And therefore it is above all else the human art, the living art.

To understand everything is to hate nothing.

History furnishes to politics all the arguments that it needs, for the chosen cause.

Discussion is impossible with someone who claims not to seek the truth, but already to possess it.

If there is one place on the face of earth where all the dreams of living men have found a home from the very earliest days when man began the dream of existence, it is India.