Shoaib Rashdi

“Another dangerous property of worldly things is that they at first appear as mere trifles, but each of these so-called "trifles" branches out into countless ramifications until they swallow up the whole of a man's time and energy. Jesus (on whom be peace!) said, "The lover of the world is like a man drinking sea-water; the more he drinks, the more thirsty he gets, till at last he perishes with thirst unquenched.”
― أبو حامد الغزالي, The Alchemy of Happiness

“To those human beings who are of any concern to me I wish suffering, desolation, sickness, ill-treatment, indignities—I wish that they should not remain unfamiliar with profound self-contempt, the torture of self-mistrust, the wretchedness of the vanquished: I have no pity for them, because I wish them the only thing that can prove today whether one is worth anything or not—that one endures.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, The Will to Power

“Come on and haunt me in oblivion too! Follow me inside the abyss of every chasm, accompany me in the stillness of every imaginable meadow, and fuse yourself with the deepest sense of identity that I possess.”
― Shoaib Rashdi, Asylum of Lovers

“Would you like to hear my last wish, Munazah? Come on and haunt me in oblivion too! Follow me inside the abyss of every chasm, accompany me in the stillness of every imaginable meadow, and fuse yourself with the deepest sense of identity that I possess. Let all of it be ours! Only ours! Let the rest burn away into sorry ashes. Let the boundaries of form between us cease. I am you, Munazah, and you are me.”
― Shoaib Rashdi, Asylum of Lovers