I Have An Implicit Faith ... That

An Ideal Sanctified By The Sacrifices Of Such Master Spirits As Lenin Cannot Go In Vain, The Noble Example Of Their Renunciation Will Be Emblazoned For Ever And Quicken And Purify The Ideal As Time Passes.

I Refuse To Buy From Anybody Anything However Nice Or Beautiful If It Interferes With My Growth Or Injures Those Whom Nature Has Made My First Care.

The Charkha In The Hands Of A Poor Widow Brings A Paltry Price To Her, In The Hands Of Jawaharlal; It Is An Instrument Of India's Freedom.

Violence Always Thrived On Counter Violence.

You May Pluck Out My Eyes, But That Cannot Kill Me. You May Chop Off My Nose, But That Will Not Kill Me. But Blast My Belief In God, And I Am Dead.