If Husain (as) had fought to quench his worldly desires…then I do not understand why his sister, wife, and children accompanied him. It stands to reason therefore, that he sacrificed purely for Islam.

A tranquil summer sunset shone upon him as he approached the end of his walk, and passed through the meadows by the river side. He had that sense of peace, and of being lightened of a weight of care, which country quiet awakens in the breasts of dwellers in towns.

We all draw a little and compose a little, and none of us have any idea of time or money.

[I]t seemed as if the streets were absorbed by the sky, and the night were all in the air.

Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show.

I feel an earnest and humble desire, and shall do till I die, to increase the stock of harmless cheerfulness.

In a utilitarian age, of all other times, it is a matter of grave importance that fairy tales should be respected.