A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy?

I like the evening in India, the one magic moment when the sun balances on the rim of the world, and the hush descends, and ten thousand civil servants drift homeward on a river of bicycles, brooding on the Lord Krishna and the cost of living.

In a gentle way, you can shake the world.

Our conscience is like an alarm bell.

I don't think I've ever worked so hard on something, but working on Macintosh was the neatest experience of my life. Almost everyone who worked on it will say that. None of us wanted to release it at the end. It was as though we knew that once it was out of our hands, it wouldn't be ours anymore.

I am a slow walker, but I never walk back.

A day wasted on others is not wasted on one's self.

The real ornament of woman is her character, her purity.

Love is a better teacher than duty. 

Never, never and never again shall it be that this beautiful land will again experience the oppression of one by another.

Real education enhances the dignity of a human being and increases his or her self-respect. If only the real sense of education could be realized by each individual and carried forward in every field of human activity, the world will be so much a better place to live in.

No distinctions of caste and creed should hamper us. All are the sons and daughters of India. We should all love our country and build our destiny on mutual love and help.