Communism Is The Opiate Of The People.

Civilization Is A Stream With Banks. The Stream Is Sometimes Filled With Blood From People Killing, Stealing, Shouting And Doing The Things Historians Usually Record, While On The Banks, Unnoticed, People Build Homes, Make Love, Raise Children, Sing Songs, Write Poetry And Even Whittle Statues. The Story Of Civilization Is What Happened On The Banks.

To Speak Ill Of Others Is A Dishonest Way Of Praising Ourselves; Let Us Be Above Such Transparent Egotism. If You Can't Say Good And Encouraging Things, Say Nothing. Nothing Is Often A Good Thing To Do, And Always A Clever Thing To Say.

India Was The Motherland Of Our Race, And Sanskrit The Mother Of Europe's Languages: She Was The Mother Of Our Philosophy; Mother, Through The Arabs, Of Much Of Our Mathematics; Mother, Through The Buddha, Of The Ideals Embodied In Christianity; Mother, Through The Village Community, Of Self-government And Democracy. Mother India Is In Many Ways The Mother Of Us All.

In Progressive Societies The Concentration[of Wealth] May Reach A Point Where The Strength Of Number In The Many Poor Rivals The Strength Of Ability In The Few Rich; Then The Unstable Equilibrium Generates A Critical Situation, Which History Has Diversely Met By Legislation Redistributing Wealth Or By Revolution Distributing Poverty.

In Philosophy, As In Politics, The Longest Distance Between Two Points Is A Straight Line.