The whole world is in the throes of a new birth. Anything done for a temporary gain would be tantamount to an abortion.
The whole world is like the human body with its various members. Pain in one member is felt in the whole body.
I own no property and yet I feel that I am perhaps the richest man in the world.
When I see a cow, it is not an animal to eat, it is a poem of pity for me and I worship it and I shall defend its worship against the whole world.
The world is changing every moment, and is therefore unreal. It has non permanent existence.
That which you look upon as your own you may keep only so long as the world allows you to own it.
The world cannot be successfully fooled for all time.
It is indeed a million times better to appear untrue before the world than to be untrue to ourselves.
Art to be art must soothe.
All true art must help the soul to realize its inner self.
True art must be evidence of happiness, contentment and purity of its authors.
The art of producing good music from a cultivated voice can be achieved by many, but the art of producing that music from the harmony of a pure life is achieved very rarely.
Whatever can be useful to those starving millions is beautiful to my mind.
I consider writing as a fine art. We kill it by imposing the alphabet on little children and making it the beginning of learning.
A semi-starved nation can have neither religion nor art nor organization.
Why should I need an artist to explain a work of art to me? Why should it not speak out to me itself?
Painters and poets are obliged to exaggerate the proportions of their figures in order to give true perspective.
Bravery on the battlefield is impossible for us. Bravery of the soul still remains open to us.
Mere brave speech without action is letting off useless steam.
True paurusha, true bravery, consists in driving out the brute in us.