“A tyrst with destiny – A the stroke of midnight hour, when the world sleeps, India will awaken to life and Freedom.”

The boundaries of democracy have to be widened so as to include economic equality also. This is the great revolution through which we are all passing.

The ambition of the greatest men of our generation has been to wipe every tear from every eye. That may be beyond us, but so long as there are tears and suffering, so long our work will not be over.

Play the hand you’re dealt.

Do not advise too much: do the job yourself. This is the only advice you can give to others. Do it and others will follow.

It is only too easy to make suggestions and later try to escape the consequences of what we say.

Poverty anywhere is a danger to prosperity everywhere.

America is a country no one should go to for the first time.

Blood and tears are going to be our lot, whether we like them or not. Our blood and tears will flow; maybe the parched soil of India needs them so that the fine flower of freedom may grow again.

In the name of religion many great and fine deeds have been performed. In the name of religion also, thousands and millions have been killed, and every possible crime has been committed.

India cannot sit on the fence anymore. It may have to make a choice. Either way it is going face problems.

The person who talks most of his own virtue is often the least virtuous.

A country is known by the way it treats its animals.

Obviously, the highest type of efficiency is that which can utilize existing material to the best advantage.

Success often comes to those who dare to act. It seldom goes to the timid who are ever afraid of the consequences.

A great disaster is a symbol to us to remember all the big things of life and forget the small things, of which we have thought too much.

The person who runs away exposes himself to that very danger more than a person who sits quietly.

We are who we are, and when you accept people instead of trying to change them to fit your needs, your relationships can fully blossom.

Everything changed when I stopped putting myself last.

Never change fold or bend under pressure no matter what’s the situation.

I would rather get out of the game than stay in the game to change the game.

There is no such thing as a summer body. Your beauty is not seasonal, it is perennial. Your body need not change for your skin to enjoy the sun.

What breaks your heart is part of a divine design to bring change!

When one thing changes, it all changes. And now sitting in a pile of fallen dominoes I feel like me.

Forgiveness doesn’t always looks like things returning to normal. Words and actions change actions.