Desires make slaves out of kings and patience makes kings out of slaves.
Al-GhazaliRead
Each of your breaths is a priceless jewel, since each of them is irreplaceable and once gone, can never be retrieved.
Interpretation
Life is precious, and each moment is unique and irreplaceable.
This quote by Al-Ghazali emphasizes the value of each breath we take, suggesting that life is filled with unique moments that cannot be reclaimed once they pass. It serves as a reminder to fully appreciate the present and recognize the fleeting nature of existence, urging us to cherish each moment as a priceless gift.
In practice
In a motivational speech about mindfulness and being present.
Desires make slaves out of kings and patience makes kings out of slaves.
The happiness of the drop is to die in the river.
To completely trust in Allah is to be like a child who knows deeply that even if he does not call for the mother, the mother is totally aware of his condition and is looking after him.
Do not fix hopes on your health, and do not laugh away life. Remember how they walked and now all their joints lie separately, and the tongue with which they talked lightly is eaten away by the worms
A man of bad character punishes his own soul.
The mere physical man is like the ant crawling on the paper, who observes black lettering and attributes its production to the pen and nothing more.
Truth can hardly be expected to adapt herself to the crooked policy and wily sinuosities of worldly affairs; for truth, like light, travels only in straight lines.
So we must lay it down that the association which is a state exists not for the purpose of living together but for the sake of noble actions.
Since I have introduced this term I had always a bad conscience. . . . I cannot help to feel it strongly and I am unable to believe that such an ugly thing should be realized in nature.
In time of war, the loudest patriots are the greatest profiteers.
The diseased, anyway, are more interesting than the healthy. The words of the diseased, even those who can manage only a murmur, carry more weight than those of the healthy. Then, too, all healthy people will in the future know disease. That sense of time, ah, the diseased manβs sense of time, what treasure hidden in a desert cave. Then, too the diseased truly bite, whereas the healthy pretend to bite but really only snap at the air. Then, too, then, too, then, too.
It is an unfortunate human failing that a full pocketbook often groans more loudly than an empty stomach.
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