No Two Leaves Were Alike,

It Is The Acid Test Of Nonviolence That In A Nonviolent Conflict There Is No Rancor Left Behind, And In The End The Enemies Are Converted Into Friends.

Death Is At Any Time Blessed But It Is Twice Blessed For A Warrior Who Dies For His Cause, That Is, Truth.

Friendship That Insists Upon Agreement On All Matters Is Not Worth The Name. Friendship To Be Real Must Ever Sustain The Weight Of Honest Differences, However Sharp They Be.

People Say True Friends Must Always Hold Hands, But True Friends Don't Need To Hold Hands Because They Know The Other Hand Will Always Be There.

I Understood . . . That Those Who Desired Salvation Should Act Like The Trustee Who, Though Having Control Over Great Possessions, Regards Not An Iota Of Them As His Own.