“Why should I ask the wise men: Whence is my beginning? I am busy with the thought: Where will be my end?”

Divine life is in touch with the whole universe on the analogy of the soul’s contact with the body.

Islam is itself destiny and will not suffer destiny.

Words, without power, is mere philosophy.

The wing of the Falcon brings to the king, the wing if the crow brings him to the cemetery.

It is the lot of man to share in the deeper aspirations of the universe around him and to share his own destiny as well as that of the universe, now by adjusting himself to its forces, now by putting the whole of his energy to his own ends and purposes.

Indeed, in view of its function, religion stands in greater need of a rational foundation of its ultimate principles than even the dogmas of science.

Man is primarily governed by passion and instinct.

Pass from matter to spirit. Matter is diversity; spirit is light, life and unity.

I am a hidden meaning made to defy. The grasp of words, and walk away With free will and destiny. As living, revolutionary clay.

The scientific observer of Nature is a kind of mystic seeker in the act of prayer.

A wrong concept misleads the understanding; a wrong deed degrades the whole man, and may eventually demolish the structure of the human ego.

The soul is neither inside nor outside the body; neither proximate to nor separate from it.

But the perception of life as an organic unity is a slow achievement, and depends for its growth on a people’s entry into the main current of world-events.

I, therefore, demand the formation of a consolidated Muslim State in the best interest of India and Islam.

Destiny is the prison and chain of the ignorant. Understand that destiny like the water of the Nile.

I have seen the movement of the sinews of the sky, And the blood coursing in the veins of the moon.

Of one thing I am perfectly sure: God’s story never ends with ‘ashes.

At the end of the day, let there be no excuses, no explanations, no regrets.

Getting up at 4 in the morning, I slave away all day until by the evening I’m exhausted, and I end by forgetting all my responsibilities, thinking only of the work I’ve set out to do.

It’s okay not to be perfect. Your imperfections are what make you YOU. And at the end of the day, people like real people, flaws and all. At least I do.

Live as tho death is not the inevitable end.

God’s LOVE is Like an Ocean; You can See its Beginning, but not its end.

At the end of the day, I just do my job. I love my art.

Logic is the beginning of wisdom, not the end.