I have worshipped woman as the living embodiment of the spirit of service and sacrifice.

Man can never be a woman's equal in the spirit of selfless service with which nature has endowed her.

The mice which helplessly find themselves between the cats' teeth acquire no merit from their enforced sacrifice.

The sacrifice which causes sorrow to the doer of the sacrifice is no sacrifice. Real sacrifice lightens the mind of the doer and gives him a sense of peace and joy. The Buddha gave up the pleasures of life because they had become painful to him.

Consciously or unconsciously, everyone of us does render some service or another. If we cultivate the habit of doing this service deliberately, our desire for service will steadily grow stronger, and it will make not only for our own happiness, but that of the world at large.

Service which is rendered without joy helps neither the servant nor the served. But all other pleasures and possessions pale into nothingness before service which is rendered in a spirit of joy.