To all those broken or hopeless, I have learned this: Be grateful for every single person who was part of your story. The ones that hurt you. The ones that helped you. The ones that came, and the ones that left. They all taught you. Don't think for a moment that any of it was random. There are no oversights with God. Only perfectly crafted chapters in each unique journey.

My Nafs screams out for what it desires. But my will to be free screams louder.

The sin of Kibr (arrogance) is actually worse than many of the sins that we would be advising [other] people about.

You put your head on the ground, and in that moment everything was okay.

Sometimes you search so hard for words. You look for a way to interpret the language of this heart and the unspoken bond you feel. But in the end you are left with nothing but silence. And deep down you hope it’s understood.

People think that tests only come in the form of hardships. Allah also tests us with ease, it's often in the test of ease that we fail most.

Don't think being 'religious' means becoming harsh or hard. When Allah enters a heart, He softens it--He doesn't harden it.