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.

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

Every race, every art has its hypocrisy. The world is fed with a little truth and many lies.

The more a man lives, the more a man creates, the more a man loves and loses those whom he loves, the more does he escape from death. With every new blow that we have to bear, with every new work that we round and finish, we escape from ourselves, we escape into the work we have created, the soul we have loved, the soul that has left us.

The greatest book is not the one whose message engraves itself on the brain, as a telegraphic message engraves itself on the ticker-tape, but the one whose vital impact opens up other viewpoints, and from writer to reader spreads the fire that is fed by the various essences, until it becomes a vast conflagration leaping from forest to forest.

If a man is to shed the light of the sun upon other men, he must first of all have it within himself.