Hate The Sin, Love The Sinner.

Love Is A Rare Herb That Makes A Friend Even Of A Sworn Enemy And This Herb Grows Out Of Nonviolence.

Half-a-dozen Or Twenty Cities Of India Alone Working Together Cannot Bring Swaraj.

It Hurts Me To Think That People In Their Rush For Everything Modern Despise All Their Ancient Traditions And Ignore Them In Their Lives.

A Teetotaler Would Regard It As His Duty To Associate With His Drunkard Brother For The Purpose Of Weaning Him From The Evil Habit.

If You Want To Play Your Part In The World's Affairs, You Must Refuse To Deck Yourselves For Pleasing Man.