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.

Love isn't supposed to torment you. If it does, there's probably something wrong.

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.

I get it. Allah put me through it first so I could rise back up and help those around me. He trains you first. Then He sends the people to you and you to the people.

The Dunya is like the ocean and our heart is like the ship. If a ship allows the water to enter, it will sink. Just like when we allow the Dunya to enter our heart.

Seek those who help you hear your own heart.

Loss; is the returning of what never actually belonged to us in the first place.