Nations are born in the hearts of poets, they prosper and die in the hands of politicians.
Muhammad IqbalBecome dust - and they will throw thee in the air; Become stone - and they will throw thee on glass.
Muhammad IqbalNations are born in the hearts of poets, they prosper and die in the hands of politicians.
Muhammad IqbalBecome dust - and they will throw thee in the air; Become stone - and they will throw thee on glass.
Muhammad Iqbal