I remember my first year, I hit him with three good punches and couldn't believe he was still standing. He hit me with one and cracked my helmet. My head hurt for a week.

Everything I do I get criticized, but I don't care because that's the stuff I believe in and put my heart in to.

I haven't played a single game all year. This is bullshit!

Be a good editor. The Universe needs more good editors, God knows.

The middle [those rough patches that come before the completion of our milestones] is only a temporal place, never settle there or cut corners to get out!

Kids don’t have much accumulated and deep memories and that’s why they happily live in the present time!

Life is one long process of getting tired.

My biggest enemy is me and even I can't stop me

A wife and a husband should be regarded as friends for the sake of Allaah. And that friendship is above material needs; each encouraging the other one to do good deeds, which are pleasing to Allaah.

I practice yoga nidra to support my mental health and clear my mind space.

One really beautiful wrist motion, that is synchronized with your head and heart, and you have it. It looks as if it were born in a minute.

The Germans in basements were pitiable, surely, but at least they had a chance. That basement was not a washroom. They were not sent there for a shower. For those people, life was still achievable.

With children Love is spelled TIME.