For Me The Only Certain Means Of

Truth Alone Will Endure, All The Rest Will Be Swept Away Before The Tide Of Time. I Must Continue To Bear Testimony To Truth Even If I Am Forsaken By All. Mine May Today Be A Voice In The Wilderness, But It Will Be Heard When All Other Voices Are Silenced, If It Is The Voice Of Truth.

It Only Confirms Me In My Belief That There Is No Swaraj Without A Settlement With The Mussalmans.

You May Pluck Out My Eyes, But That Cannot Kill Me. You May Chop Off My Nose, But That Will Not Kill Me. But Blast My Belief In God, And I Am Dead.

Truth Is As Hard As Adamant And Tender As A Blossom.

I Know That I Can Never Be Alone As God Is There With Me.