Happiness is attained by three things: being patient when tested, being thankful when receiving a blessing, and being repentant upon sinning.

If a heart becomes attached to anything other than Allah, Allah makes him dependent on what he is attached to. And he will be betrayed by it.

This wordly life is like a shadow. If you try to catch it, you will never be able to do so. If you turn your back towards it, it has no choice but to follow you.

A person’s tongue can give you the taste of his heart.

When Allah tests you it is never to destroy you. When He removes something in your possession it is only in order to empty your hands for an even greater gift.

Women are one half of society which gives birth to the other half so it is as if they are the entire society.

A real man is one who fears the death of his heart, not of his body.

Be sincere in your aim and you will find the support of Allaah surrounding you.

As long as you are performing prayer, you are knocking at the door of Allah, and whoever is knocking at the door of Allah, Allah will open it for him.

If you knew the true value of yourself, you will never allow yourself to be humiliated by committing sins.

Patience is that the heart does not feel anger towards that which is destined and that the mouth does not complain.

A person begins to live a moral life when they cease asking what life will provide them and begins to determine what he or she expects from oneself.

Hide nothing from the masses of our people. Tell no lies. Expose lies whenever they are told. Mask no difficulties, mistakes, failures. Claim no easy victories...

Peace comes through strength, not through retreat.

Never dip lower than you can dip.

Stories. They're everywhere...You never know where they start and you certainly don't know where they'll end. If they ever DO end. (Nevermore)

If we suffer tamely a lawless attack upon our liberty, we encourage it, and involve others in our doom.

Success in one role can't justify failure in another.

Life is a copiously branching bush, continually pruned by the grim reaper of extinction, not a ladder of predictable progress.

Futility is the defining characteristic of life.

Mrs Dalloway is always giving parties to cover the silence