Every Moment Of My Life I Realize

Through The Deliverance Of India, I Seek To Deliver The So-called Weaker Races Of The Earth From The Crushing Heels Of Western Exploitation In Which England Is The Greatest Partner.

If God Gives Me The Privilege Of Dying For The Hinduism Of My Conception, I Shall Have Sufficiently Died For The Unity Of All And Even For Swaraj.

I Am A Poor Mendicant. My Earthly Possessions Consist Of Six Spinning Wheels, Prison Dishes, A Can Of Goat's Milk, Six Homespun Loincloths And Towels And My Reputation, Which Cannot Be Worth Much.

I Have Been Repeating Over And Over Again That He Who Cannot Protect Himself Or His Nearest And Dearest Or Their Honour By Non-violently Facing Death May And Ought To Do So By Violently Dealing With The Oppressor. He Who Can Do Neither Of The Two Is A Burden. He Has No Business To Be The Head Of A Family. He Must Either Hide Himself, Or Must Rest Content To Live For Ever In Helplessness And Be Prepared To Crawl Like A Worm At The Bidding Of A Bully.

My Satyagrahi Spirit Tells Me That I May Not Retaliate.