As long as I dream, that is enough for me to keep moving forward.

People come and go in this lifetime. Some merely pass us by. Some stay with us for a little while. Some leave as quickly as they come. However, when real friends come, they stay and never leave.

I choose to be a victor, and not a victim of change.

Change is uncomfortable and awkward at first. It has a ripping effect on those who refuse to go along with it. It is not fixed by crying, or worrying, or wallowing in self-pity and mental anguish.

Change can only work in two ways – for the better, or for the worst. Yet, regardless of whatever manner in which change comes into our lives, what matters is how we view it and how we react to it.

It is said that ‘Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder’. I say, ‘Perfection lies in the heart of the receiver.

Even if all our senses fail to function − eyes turn blind and ears fail to listen − the heart will still listen, see and beat.

Since we have to make choices in life, why not choose the good ones?

Let us keep on dreaming and instead of saying “I wish” and waiting for it to happen, have the courage to say “I will” and make it come true.

Dream, live it and make it happen! As impossible as it may look and sound, this kind of thinking and attitude are what will keep us going.

Keep on dreaming. Keep on believing. It is free. And it is a choice.

What is a man's life but a prelude to his death? And what is death but a long sleep, a most welcome forgetfulness.

Be as fierce as a lion. Let the world hear you roar.

The key to friendship with God, he said, is not changing what you do, but changing your attitude toward what you do.

You know, when the list of people who have a really good reason to want you dead covers more than two sheets of paper, you might want to start rethinking your life choices.

I'm the kinda person, you gotta fight for everything you get. You gotta believe in yourself.

I do not want to get rid of the safety net, I want to get rid of dependency.

It's very tough for me to focus. I'm like: 'Look, something shiny! No, focus. Oh, there goes a butterfly!'

The few men who do a hand's turn around the house expect gratitude and recognition, so sure are they that, though it is their dirt, it is not their job.

We are ultimately at home in the world not through dominating or explaining or appreciating, but through caring and being cared for.

There is nothing more Islamic than critical thinking.