The wretched and miserable would rise into plenty of joy and happiness as soon as they climb the steps of my mosque.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I have often met with happiness after some imprudent step which ought to have brought ruin upon me, and although passing a vote of censure upon myself I would thank God for his mercy.
We live so little time in this world that it is no matter how wretched and miserable we are, if it prepares us for heaven.
Suffering, failure, loneliness, sorrow, discouragement, and death will be part of your journey, but the Kingdom of God will conquer all these horrors. No evil can resist grace forever.
Happiness was not made to be boasted, but enjoyed. Therefore tho others count me miserable, I will not believe them if I know and feel myself to be happy; nor fear them.
It's my destiny to make a place where people can come and be happy: a garden of joy.
I can bear my own sorrows, but the sorrows arising from the calamities visiting Islam and Muslims have crushed me. I feel each blow delivered to the Muslim world as delivered first to my own heart.
I don't know; I think I'd be gloomy without some faith that there is a purpose and there is a kind of witness to my life.
If there were in the world today any large number of people who desired their own happiness more than they desired the unhappiness of others, we could have a paradise in a few years.
Happy are those who dwell apart from the harrowing tumults of public life!
If happy I and wretched he, Perhaps the king would change with me.