Once The Seed Of Faith Takes Root,

We May Know Who We Are Or We May Not. We May Be Muslims, Jews Or Christians But Until Our Hearts Become The Mould For Every Heart We Will See Only Our Differences.

Who Could Be So Lucky? Who Comes To A Lake For Water And Sees The Reflection Of Moon.

Woman Is A Ray Of God. She Is Not That Earthly Beloved: She Is Creative, Not Created.

Last Night My Teacher Taught Me The Lesson Of Poverty: Having Nothing And Wanting Nothing.

There Is Hope After Despair And Many Suns After Darkness.