Love is like a butterfly, when it comes and sits on your palm, you can either care for it and let it fly if it wishes, or you can trap it and see it die.
In a world of shallowness and narcissism motivation is yet another commodity that can be gift-wrapped and sold to all those suckers who are just begging to be ripped off.
Love is the only nonvolatile currency in the world.
Behind every man alive and kicking, there is a woman. Behind every woman abused and killed, there is a man.
I am the loudest when I am silent.
Anybody can live in flesh and blood, but to live on long after the flesh has dissipated into nature – that’s the life I always wanted.
Real men are attracted to strong women, while shallow men want sheep for a woman.
Love is not something that merely enhances existence – love is existence.
I am not east, I am not west, I am the whole world.
In a world stolen by whites, anything non-white is inferior.
You see, Jesus didn’t die for anybody’s sin. He died in the hands of the same kind of morons who peddle him today as the exclusive path to heaven.
Anything that says ‘smart’ in front of its name, is a potential magnet for trojans. The same goes for anything that is endorsed as ‘open source’.
Love not with mere bod, but heart.
Ramadan isn’t fulfilled by feasting on some tasty beef, the greatest of feast is haram if others go hungry.
Life finds a way when love finds a way, and love finds a way when the human makes a way.
Hanukkah’s miracle isn’t about the oil lasting 8 days, rather it’s about the resilience of light amidst darkness.
It is not patriarchal to hold the door for a lady, It is not cowardly to leave your seat to the elderly. But it is barbaric to harass a breastfeeding mother, And prehistoric to force a woman carry a pregnancy.
How can anybody be okay, when some pompous, puffed-up, maladjusted, addlepated, blowhards keep impeding efforts of equality and assimilation, as if it’s not 2022 AD, but 2022 BC!
Extraordinary technology brings extraordinary recklessness.
If you are ready to learn and evolve, there is hope for you yet – if not, the world will pity you for a few days and forget you after a week.
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