Courage and Strength

I am prepared to die, but there is no cause for which I am prepared to kill.

I cannot teach you violence, as I do not believe in it. I can only teach you not to bow your heads before anyone, even at the cost of your life.

Freedom is never dear at any price. It is the breath of life. What would a man not pay for living?

Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.

Fear has its use, but cowardice has none.

Every worthwhile accomplishment, big or little, has its stages of drudgery and triumph: a beginning, a struggle, and a victory.

Even if you are a minority of one, the truth is the truth.

A small body of determined spirits fired by an unquenchable faith in their mission can alter the course of history.

A person who is worried about the outcome of his work does not see his goal; he sees only his opposition and the obstacles before him.

A ‘No’ uttered from the deepest conviction is better than a ‘Yes’ merely uttered to please, or worse, to avoid trouble.

[…] anger controlled can be transmitted into a power that can move the world.

An opponent is entitled to the same regard for his principles as we would expect others to have for ours. Non-violence demands that we should see every opportunity to win over opponents.

A man of character will make himself worthy of any position he is given.

All compromise is based on give and take, but there can be no give and take on fundamentals. Any compromise on mere fundamentals is a surrender; for it is all give and no take.

Adaptability is not imitation. It means power of resistance and assimilation.

A coward is incapable of exhibiting love; it is the prerogative of the brave.

I shouldered a kind of manhood stepping in to lift the coffins of dead relations.

I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart.

History, despite its wrenching pain, Cannot be unlived, but if faced With courage, need not be lived again.

You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Why should I let the toad work Squat on my life? Can’t I use my wit as a pitchfork And drive the brute off?

Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Offering dragons quarter is no good, they regrow all their parts & come on again, they have to be killed.

I haven’t lost a battle yet but I am tense for the first losing.