He Who Can No Longer

A Hundred Times Every Day I Remind Myself That My Inner And Outer Life Are Based On The Labors Of Others.

Academic Chairs Are Many, But Wise And Noble Teachers Are Few; Lecture-rooms Are Numerous And Large, But The Number Of Young People Who Genuinely Thirst After Truth And Justice Is Small

You Cannot Love A Car The Way You Love A Horse. The Horse Brings Out Human Feelings The Way Machines Cannot Do. Things Like Machines May Develop Or Neglect Certain Things In People ... Machines Make Our Life Impersonal And Stultify Certain Elements In Us And Create An Impersonal Environment.

Compassionate People Are Geniuses In The Art Of Living, More Necessary To The Dignity, Security, And Joy Of Humanity Than The Discoverers Of Knowledge.

Generations To Come Will Find It Difficult To Believe That A Man Such As Gandhi Ever Walked The Face Of This Earth.