“It is a weakness that I lead from my heart, and not my head?”

It’s vital that the monarchy keeps in touch with the people. It’s what I try and do.

It has always been my concern to touch people with leprosy, trying to show in a simple action that they are not reviled, nor are we repulsed.

If you find someone you love in your life, then hang on to that love.

I am always going to be true to myself.

I live for my sons. I would be lost without them.

I don’t go by the rule book. I lead from the heart, not the head.

I found myself being more and more involved with people who were rejected by society – with drug addicts, alcoholism, battered this, battered that – and I found an affinity there.

Whoever is in the distress can call me. I will come running wherever they are.

As always, a million heartfelt thanks for bringing such joy into this chick’s life.

I wear my heart on my sleeve.

I should never have played with fire and I did. And I got very burned.

I’d like to be queen of people’s hearts.

I wish all the mothers, fathers and children out there realize how much I need them and how much I value their support.

I like to be a free spirit. Some don’t like that, but that’s the way I am.

I love to hold people’s hands when I visit hospitals, even though they are shocked because they haven’t experienced anything like it before, but to me it is a normal thing to do.

You can’t do anything good that you don’t feel in your heart.

Do not surrender your grief so quickly Let it cut more deeply Let it ferment and season you As few human or divine ingredients can Something is missing in my heart tonight That has made my eyes so soft And my voice so tender And my need of God so absolutely clear.

It’s no virtue to gain the whole world. Just gain the heart of one person.

Dhikr (remembrance of Allah) is to the heart as water is to a fish; see what happens to a fish when it is taken out of water.

Run my dear, from anything that may not strengthen your precious budding wings. Run like hell my dear, from anyone likely to put a sharp knife into the sacred, tender vision of your beautiful heart.

The heart is a thousand stringed instrument that can only be tuned with love.

Imprisoned is he whose heart is imprisoned from Allâh. Captured is he who is captured by his desires.

Carry your heart through this world like a life-giving sun

The sincere hearts and the pious supplications are soldiers which can never be defeated.