I have seen the movement of the sinews of the sky, And the blood coursing in the veins of the moon.

Art: If the object of poetry is, to make men, then poetry is the heir of prophecy.

Since love first made the breast an instrument Of fierce lamenting, by its flame my heart Was molten to a mirror, like a rose I pluck my breast apart, that I may hang This mirror in your sight.

If the object of poetry is, to make men, then poetry is the heir of prophecy.

When truth has no burning, then it is philosophy, when it gets burning from the heart, it becomes poetry.

Why hast thou made me born in this country, The inhabitant of which is satisfied with being a slave?

Nations are born in the hearts of poets, they prosper and die in the hands of politicians.

God is not a dead equation!

Unbeliever is he who follows predestination even if he be Muslim, Faithful is he, if he himself is the Divine Destiny.

It is the nature of the self to manifest itself, In every atom slumbers the might of the self.

Be not entangled in this world of days and nights; Thou hast another time and space as well.

Plants and minerals are bound to predestination. The faithful is only bound to the Divine orders.

I am a hidden meaning made to defy. The grasp of words, and walk away With free will and destiny. As living, revolutionary clay.

The Ego is partly free. partly determined, and reaches fuller freedom by approaching the Individual who is most free: God.

Though the terror of the sea gives to none security, in the secret of the shell. Self preserving we may dwell.

The wing of the Falcon brings to the king, the wing if the crow brings him to the cemetery.

Destiny is the prison and chain of the ignorant. Understand that destiny like the water of the Nile: Water before the faithful, blood before the unbeliever.

It is the lot of man to share in the deeper aspirations of the universe around him and to share his own destiny as well as that of the universe, now by adjusting himself to its forces, now by putting the whole of his energy to his own ends and purposes.

Ends and purposes, whether they exist as conscious or subconscious tendencies, form the wrap and woof of our conscious experience.

I, therefore, demand the formation of a consolidated Muslim State in the best interest of India and Islam.

I have seen the movement of the sinews of the sky, And the blood coursing in the veins of the moon.

If faith is lost, there is no security and there is no life for him who does not adhere to religion.

Thou art not for the earth, nor for the Heaven the world is for thee, thou art not for the world.

I lead no party; I follow no leader. I have given the best part of my life to careful study of Islam, its law and polity, its culture, its history and its literature.

The scientific observer of Nature is a kind of mystic seeker in the act of prayer.

Become dust - and they will throw thee in the air; Become stone - and they will throw thee on glass.

Rise above sectional interests and private ambitions... Pass from matter to spirit. Matter is diversity; spirit is light, life and unity.

Vision without power does bring moral elevation but cannot give a lasting culture.

The immediacy of mystic experience simply means that we know God just as we know other objects. God is not a mathematical entity or a system of concepts mutually related to one another and having no reference to experience.

Islam is itself destiny and will not suffer destiny.

Why should I ask the wise men: Whence is my beginning? I am busy with the thought: Where will be my end?

Physiologically less violent and psychologically more suitable to a concrete type of mind.

People who have no hold over their process of thinking are likely to be ruined by liberty of thought. If thought is immature, liberty of thought becomes a method of converting men into animals.

Words, without power, is mere philosophy.

Indeed, in view of its function, religion stands in greater need of a rational foundation of its ultimate principles than even the dogmas of science.

But only a brief moment is granted to the brave one breath or two, whose wage is the long nights of the grave.

I have never considered myself a poet. I have no interest in poetic artistry.

Our bread and water are of one table the progeny of Adam are as a single soul.

The wing of the Falcon brings to the king the wing if the crow brings him to the cemetery.

The ultimate aim of the ego is not to see something but to be something.

Twice a week I would receive injections or IV's of Factor VIII which clotted the blood and then broke it down.

Whenever the pressure of our complex city life thins my blood and numbs my brain, I seek relief in the trail; and when I hear the coyote wailing to the yellow dawn, my cares fall from me - I am happy.

Keep your blood clean, your body lean, and your mind sharp.

My great religion is a belief in the blood, the flesh, as being wiser than the intellect. We can go wrong in our minds. But what our blood feels and believes and says, is always true. The intellect is only a bit and a bridle.

The anguish of the neurotic individual is the same as that of the saint. The neurotic, the saint are engaged in the same battle. Their blood flows from similar wounds. But the first one gasps and the other one gives.

I had no blood relatives till I made some.

I know that I'm very lucky to be alive. For 35 or 40 years I've spilt my blood and broke my bones and spent years in hospitals.

Don't forget that the only two things people read in a story are the first and last sentences. Give them blood in the eye on the first one.

It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, more vengeance, more desolation. War is hell.