“We all have to die some day. Not very many immortals have shown up in this world.”

If brothers don’t help each other in times of need, how do you think life will ever go on?

Parents are one’s companions in life but not partakers of one’s karma.

If there were a being in the world whose eyes could look into other people’s hearts, very few men or women would be able to face up to it.

Trust is the first step to love.

Like timidity, bravery is also contagious.

The world assumes that we are very happy with high mansions, fine carriages, servants and attendants, huge investments, and concubines. But he who is without the honor and strength of the soul can be anything but happy.

My life is simple and rough.

If someone ensures us two square meals a day, we will sing and pray all our waking hours. If one has to hoe sugarcane all day, devotion to God vanishes like smoke.

The first condition of marriage between a man and a woman is that both must belong to each other totally.

Wealth and compassion are opposites.

What people think in their heart gets out, no matter how much they try to hide it.

I will not call that person happy who knows no rest because of his enemies, who is the butt of fun by all and for whom no one has any empathy, who is as if held on a leash by others, who has lost himself in hedonistic pursuits, who preys on those weaker to him and wags his tail for his superiors.

Illness and problems are the specialties of life. But the death of a child is a cause of mental agony which can be overcome if one concedes this world to be a stage or stadium wherein praiseworthy are those who are not proud of their achievement and those who do not cry at their defeat.

As long as the shackles of wealth and property bind us, we will remain accursed forever and never attain the altar of humanity, which is life’s ultimate goal.

I believe that if man and woman cherish the same ideals and think alike, then the marriage can be complementary to each other’s work instead of being a hindrance.

A household can never appear prosperous without a cow. How auspicious it is to wake up in the morning to the mooing of your own cow!