“For love, even god was willing to die.”

If it weren’t for misery some people would never be happy.

Her heart is too young to be walking with a cane.

She’s got the look of a woman with lightening up her sleeve.

A woman can change the atmosphere of a room just by walking through that door, if that isn’t magic, what is?

Treasure the souls who call your twisted dreams, beautiful.

The bed was the canvas, we were the art.

I hope what I awakened in you, devours me.

You owe the world your uniqueness.

Make the lioness inside her purr and her kitty will roar.

Music and sex are soulmates.

She might look like a fragile flower, but her stem is made of steel.

The heart reveals what the mind disguises.

Treat her like the daughter of an angry god.

With wild eyes she welcomes you to the adventure.

Spread your flames and I will eat your fire.

If your love destroys me, consider my destruction glorious.

Mother, I want to die this world is too cruel and I am too fragile.

While the parts change, the whole always remains the same. For every thief who departs this world, a new one is born. And every decent person who passes away is replaced by a new one. In this way not only does nothing remain the same but also nothing ever really changes.

Make sure to send a lazy man the angel of death.

Heaven has not learned of my arrival, and my departure will not in the least diminish it beauty and grandeur. I will sleep underground, for us ephemeral mortals, the only eternity is the moment and drinking to the moment is better than weeping for it.

Dead yesterdays and unborn tomorrows, why fret about it, if today be sweet.

Let us be the ones who say we do not accept that a child dies every three seconds simply because he does not have the drugs you and I have. Let us be the ones to say we are not satisfied that your place of birth determines your right for life. Let us be outraged; let us be loud; let us be bold.

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.

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