We Shall Dig Our Own

In A Self-respecting India, Is Not Every Woman's Virtue As Much Every Man's Concern As His Own Sister's?

The Real Ornament Of Woman Is Her Character, Her Purity.

The Swaraj Of My Dream Is The Poor Man's Swaraj.

The Way Of Mutual Strife And Exclusiveness Is The Only Way To Perdition And Slavery.

If Everybody Lives By The Sweat Of His Brow, The Earth Will Become A Paradise.