Well, India Is A Country Of Nonsense

Like The Watch, The Heart Needs The Winding Of Purity, Or The Dweller Ceases To Speak.

I Do Not Want My House To Be Walled In On All Sides And My Windows To Be Stuffed. I Want The Culture Of All Lands To Be Blown About My House As Freely As Possible. But I Refuse To Be Blown Off My Feet By Any

To A Pure Heart All Hearts Are Pure.

It Would Be A Sad Day For India If It Has To Inherit The English Scale And The English Tastes So Utterly Unsuitable To The Indian Environment.

My Own Veneration For Other Faiths Is The Same As That For My Own Faith; Therefore No Thought Of Conversion Is Possible