Nehru: Bapuji, the whole country is moving. Gandhi: Yes. but in what direction?
Gandhi: An eye for an eye only ends up making the whole world blind.
Hindu Man: I'm going to Hell! I killed a child! I smashed his head against a wall. Gandhi: Why? Hindu Man: Because they killed my son! The Muslims killed my son! Gandhi: I know a way out of Hell. Find a small boy, about this high, whose parents have been killed, and raise him as your own. But make sure he is Muslim, and raise him as one.
Gandhi: Whenever I despair, I remember that the way of truth and love has always won. There may be tyrants and murderers, and for a time, they may seem invincible, but in the end, they always fail. Think of it: always.