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No Empire Intoxicated With The Red Wine Of Power And The Plunder Of Weaker Races Has Yet Lived Long In This World.

Our Peaceful Non-co-operation Must Be Constructive, Non-destructive. Poison Should Not Emerge From The Throes Of Love.

Truth Should So Humble That Even Dust Could Crush It.

I Look Upon An Increase In The Power Of The State With The Greatest Fear Because, Although While Apparently Doing Good By Minimizing Exploitation, It Does The Greatest Harm To Mankind By Destroying Individuality Which Lies At The Heart Of All Progress.

The Taking Of Vows That Are Not Feasible Or That Are Beyond One's Capacity Would Betray Thoughtlessness And Want Of Balance.