It Was Through The Hindu Religion That

Let Not The Spirit Wander While The Words Of Prayer Run On Out Of Our Mouth.

There Is Always The Fear Of Self-righteousness Possessing Us, The Fear Of Arrogating To Ourselves A Superiority That We Do Not Possess.

Jealousy Does Not Wait For Reasons.

To A Starving Man, God Can Only Appear In The Form Of Bread.

The Sacred Thread And The Tuft Of Hair Without A Pure Heart And A Spirit Of Toleration Do Not Make A Hindu.