I Cannot Conceive Of A Greater Loss

Liberty Never Meant The License To Do Anything At Will.

A Satyagrahi Loves His So-called Enemy Even As He Loves His Friend. He Has No Enemy.

A Rose Will Smell As Sweet By Any Other Name, But It Must Be The Rose Of Liberty That I Want And Not The Artificial Product.

It Was Not As Easy To Commit Suicide As To Contemplate It.

With My Meager Knowledge Of My Own Religion I Do Not Want To Belong To Any Religious Body