Fireclay Quotes

“Only the clouds can tell where hidden sun-rays dwell”
― Munia Khan, Fireclay

“The empty chair in your heart should remain empty forever rather than someone unworthy sitting in there”
― Munia Khan, Fireclay

“When positivity is the key
You'll find peace in a cup of tea”
― Munia Khan, Fireclay

“Faded wound may knock you back
To remind you of the past things it’ll attack
So, always remember how you’re maimed
Before you find that your future is aimed!”
― Munia Khan, Fireclay

“Life is full of letting go's...You have to let go of your parents, you have to let go of your children and in the end you have to let yourself go to the unknown world”
― Munia Khan, Fireclay

“If you try to be a sage, let your modesty subside your rage”
― Munia Khan, Fireclay

“Painting a black thing white won't make you stronger. Nothing false can ever last longer”
― Munia Khan, Fireclay

“As I keep on running
the sun goes down kissing me Good Night
with those twilight-lips
And in the dark,
moonlight becomes my night’s transport
on which I ride on behind the mountain trails”
― Munia Khan, Fireclay

“And while I was going to meet
the flowers and sculptures of Montreux,
I smelled Lord Byron’s ink
sweating an amazing darkness out
from the medieval body of Chillon Castle

From the poem - Along the Shore”
― Munia Khan, Fireclay

“I began to inhale the breeze
carrying ancient love and mercy
reflected by the lake
The architectural beauty
of the oval-shaped Château de Chillon
buried all its historical mortification and guilt

From the poem- Along the Shore”
― Munia Khan, Fireclay

“My imagination has no death as long as I am alive...it can only imagine of being dead”
― Munia Khan, Fireclay

“Remember: the thing we fear much we carry in us...blood”
― Munia Khan, Fireclay

“The fire inside you can never burn you really...it is to light the best in you”
― Munia Khan, Fireclay

“No one cares about an injured leg of a tiny ant
It has to be healed for its own walking
Such is the norm of nature
which seems to be always unwilling to compromise

From the poem- Altered”
― Munia Khan, Fireclay