True Ahimsa Lay In Running Into The

I Cannot Be Subservient Anywhere.

If We Are True Servants Of The Masses, We Would Take Pride In Spinning For Their Sake.

Religion Of Our Conception, Thus Imperfect, Is Always Subject To A Process Of Evolution And Re-interpretation.

I Consider Writing As A Fine Art. We Kill It By Imposing The Alphabet On Little Children And Making It The Beginning Of Learning.

Nothing Once Begun Should Be Abandoned, Unless It Is Proved To Be Morally Wrong.