“You possess only whatever will not be lost in a ship wreck.”

You must convince your heart that whatever Allah has decreed is most appropriate and most beneficial for you.

Never have I dealt with anything more difficult than my own soul, which sometimes helps me and sometimes opposes me.

The happiness of the drop is to die in the river.

Do not fix hopes on your health, and do not laugh away life. Remember how they walked and now all their joints lie separately, and the tongue with which they talked lightly is eaten away by the worms.

It is sometimes said that we drink our religion with our mother’s milk.

Desires make slaves out of kings and patience makes kings out of slaves.

Those who look for seashells will find seashells; those who open them will find pearls.

Do not allow your heart to take pleasure with the praises of people, nor be saddened by their condemnation.

If you do not prepare now for the Afterlife, then when will you do so?

A man of bad character punishes his own soul.

Work for your terrestrial life in proportion to your location in it, and work for your afterlife in proportion to your eternity in it.

This visible world is a trace of that invisible one and the former follows the latter like a shadow.

Whoever passes forty without his virtue overpowering his vice, let him get ready for hellfire. This advice contains enough for people of knowledge.

Man’s nature is made up of four elements, which produce in him four attributes, namely, the beastly, the brutal, the satanic, and the divine. In man there is something of the pig, the dog, the devil, and the saint.

The corruption of religions comes from turning them to mere words and appearances.

Does money upset the hearts of learned men? He answered, “men whose hearts are changed by money are not learned.”

That we live in a post-truth society today, and that we don’t care, that we have lost empathy. We have stopped caring for each other in a way. We have stopped thinking long-term and sustainable. And that’s something that goes much deeper than just climate crisis deniers.

You could have my soul and the body. Fool that you were; tried force on flesh instead. And lost the one who would have wrapped you up in her prayers.

Maybe all these stars carry the souls of those we’ve lost. And our countless wishes carry all the love we never got to give them. Maybe.

Abstruse spite bleeds from their mouth. I hear the venom, It’s screaming so loud, And yet so benign Reaction, not roused Their “nasty”, so nice The beast lost its shroud.

We shined a light through our flaws to our internalistic plea. Emphasized the healing that shall set our lost souls free. We were a brief reflection of what we should not be.

Feel the sun on your skin and smile and let your mind wander a while.

Two soulmates who didn’t find each other.

Let’s get perfectly lost recklessly joyful, let’s rest a while in this sweet reverie.