“Whatever lives, lives to die in sorrow. We engage our hearts, and grasp after the things of this world, only to undergo the pang of losing them.”

Modest humility is beauty’s crown.

What’s old collapses, times change, And new life blossoms in the ruins.

It is through beauty that we arrive at freedom.

From the moment fear begins I have ceased to fear.

There are occasions when the general belief of the people, even though it be groundless, works its effect as sure as truth itself.

Stubbornness is not firmness.

It is easy to give advice from a port of safety.

Have Faith. Where’er thy bark is driven, – The calm’s disport, the tempest’s mirth, – Know this: God rules the hosts of heaven, The habitants of earth.

Fate always wins, for our own heart within us Imperiously furthers its designs.

Man, one may say, was never in such a completely animal condition; but he has, on the other hand, never escaped from it.

All things must; man is the only creature that wills.

I feel an army in my fist.

Song forbids victorious deeds to die.

To rankling poison hast thou turned in me the milk of human kindness.

A deep meaning often lies in old customs.

Have Love. Not love alone for one, but man as man they brother call; and scatter like the circling sun thy charities on all.

Grieve not; though the journey of life be bitter, and the end unseen, there is no road which does not lead to an end.

Whoever lives as he sees fit will not die as he sees fit.

Nothing separates a woman or a family from God’s love. Not death, and certainly not divorce.

What can you do with me? My jannah is in my heart! If you take me to jail, I will make zikr of Allah. If you exile me out of my land, I will make takaffur. If you execute me, I would be a shaheed. What can you do with me? Because I am not limited to this dunya. I am living for al-akhira!

He who has calmly reconciled his life to fate, and set proud death beneath his feet, can look fortune in the face, unbending both to good and bad; his countenance unconquered.

Think not I dread to see my spirit fly, Through the dark gates of fell mortality; Death has no terrors when the life is true; ‘Tis living ill that makes us fear to die.

If you look around, you can find a face of God in each thing, because He is not hidden in a church, in a mosque, or a synagogue, but everywhere. As there is no one who lives after seeing him, there is also no one dying after seeing him. Who finds Him, stays forever with him.

And no renown can render you well-known: For if you think that fame can lengthen life By mortal famousness immortalized, The day will come that takes your fame as well, And there a second death for you awaits.