There is more to life than increasing its speed.

Recall the face of the poorest and weakest man you have seen, and ask yourself if this step you contemplate is going to be any use to him.

In the application of Satyagraha, I discovered, in the earliest stages, that pursuit of Truth did not admit of violence being inflicted on one's opponent, but that he must be weaned from error by patience and sympathy. For, what appears to be truth to the one may appear to be error to the other. And patience means self-suffering. So the doctrine came to mean vindication of Truth, not by infliction of suffering on the opponent but one's own self.

As human beings, our greatness lies not so much in being able to remake the world - that is the myth of the atomic age - as in being able to remake ourselves.

Outward Peace is useless without inner Peace.

The Britisher is the top dog and the Indian the underdog in his own country.

I have no disciples, being myself an aspirant after discipleship and in search of a guru.

What, however, left a deep impression on me was the reading of the Ramayana before my father. During part of his illness my father was in Porbandar. There every evening he used to listen to the Ramayana.

An unjust law in itself is an act of violence.

Truth and nonviolence demand that no human being may debar himself from serving any other human being, no matter how sinful he may be.

Freedom of worship, even of public speech, would become a farce if interference became the order of the day.

Nonviolence or soul force does not need physical aids for its propagation of effect.

Monotony is the law of nature. Look at the monotonous manner in which the sun rises. The monotony of necessary occupation is exhilarating and life giving.

My opposition to the socialist and the other consists in attacking violence as a means of effecting any lasting reform.

I do not like the word tolerance, but could not think of a better one. Tolerance implies a gratuitous assumption of the inferiority of other faiths to one.

I cannot think of permanent enmity between man and man.

Confession of errors is like a broom which sweeps away the dirt and leaves the surface brighter and clearer. I feel stronger for confession.

What we can do, we will try to do.

Cow-slaughter and man-slaughter are in my opinion two sides of the same coin.

A coward is incapable of exhibiting love; it is the prerogative of the brave.

Personally I crave not for 'independence', which I do not understand, but I long for freedom from the English yoke.

Happiness eludes us if we run after it.

God alone knows absolute Truth.