Time of difficulty test our faith, our fortitude and our strenght. During these times, the level of our imaan becomes manifest

Be grateful for every single person who was part of your story.The ones that hurt you. The ones that helped you. Because they all taught you.

You can search the world over, but you won’t find happiness until you realize that happiness isn’t getting what you want. It’s being content with what you already have.

Some feel lonely because they haven't found that perfect 'companion' yet. Sometimes Allah sends everyone else away so you can find that only in Him.

You cried when He took away your drop of water, not knowing He'd saved for you, the sea.

Holding on to hope when everything is dark, is the greatest test of faith

I know you feel worn and tired. I know you're tired of failing. Rest, but don't stop. You can do this. You got this. Not because you're strong, but because He's your strength.

Stop hating on yourself for not being perfect. If God wanted perfection, He would have made you an angel.

There's a special place in my heart for the ones who were with me at my lowest and still loved me when I wasn't very loveable.

When you suffer, don't speak. Look inside and listen for the duaa He inspires in you. and then ask Him. Again and again. Don't stop.

This life will never be without storms. Stop fearing the storm. Build your inner shelter.

At home, Tommy tried to avoid looking too long at himself in the mirror, for his reflection stirred in him a feeling of great loneliness and a fear that this loneliness might be permanent.

We are in the middle of the biggest revolution in reading and writing since the advent of the Gutenberg press.

The congresspersons who are co-sponsoring the bill are being beat up in their districts with negative advertising. We need to go to them and say we understand; we're here to help and on your side.

Yeah, I'm going to need a leather jacket for when I'm on my hog and need to go into a controlled slide.

You are my cat, and I am your human.

Too many temples where we could worship the beast.

I am thrilled to have been able to put together this new album. I listened to everything I had recorded in the 24 years with Elektra, and then just took all the ones I am mad about.

In The Argonauts, Maggie Nelson turns 'making the personal public' into a romantic, intellectual wet dream. A gorgeous book, inventive, fearless, and full of heart.

Whenever you are to do a thing, though it can never be known but to yourself, ask yourself how you would act were all the world looking at you, and act accordingly.

I came to the conclusion that I am not a fiction writer.