Noor Quotes

she is the noor of my eyes and the sultan of my heart.

And when your soul, the flame, the spark, meets with the divine fuel that is so pure and so strong, it results in immense enlightenment: the enlightenment of God. Light upon light, Noorun Alaa Noor.

yesterday — i was the moon today — just an eclipse something in me travels; some days it’s to the dark some days it’s to the light

If flowers can teach themselves how to bloom after winter passes, so can you.

in pieces yet at peace i am a building in a post war city

Cantik itu datang daripada hati kata ayah, bukannya hanya ada pada muka. Orang ikhlas dan mulia nampak cantik!

You are made out of comets and stars. Do not surround yourself with those that treat you like dirt and dust.

Benang perak, benang baldu, Mari menekat atas paya; Pandang awak, hati rindu. Mari dekat pandang saya.

i want stars, strength, and balance in my soul it's been a while since they were last together in me

Di sana dia sedar, cinta kepada Allah tiada tolok bandingnya. Allah tidak pernah tinggalkan kita biar waktu kita senang dan susah.

the kind people are running this world they don't know how their one little smile has saved many lives

like the anger of fire shapes metal like the sorrow of a writer creates poetry everything that is beautiful doesn't always start beautifully

i share a legacy with the sky we both know how to carry some unanswered prayers and some unshed tears {the sky & i}

Some seek solace in whiskey, I drown my sorrows in ink.

nothing teaches better than this trio the fears, the tears, the years

I will tell a thrilling tale of intrigue,” said Queen Noor. “So thrilling that you might think yourself to be in the presence of a fine, traveling storyteller.

isn't it breathtakingly beautiful how you've learned to grow flowers from the memories that died a long time ago

Odd, some might think. Why someone would need to travel so far to find oneself. Surely a look in the mirror would suffice, and wouldn’t that be cheaper too? But the mirror lies, and the eyes that do the looking conspire too.

i carry the stories the sadness the victories of people before me i'm both a monument and a future skyscraper rising from the same skeleton

you’re the moon and the world is a lonely wolf; it cries at the sight of you for you are glorious and so out of reach

Everything that is beautiful doesn't always start beautifully.

Apabila Alang bertanya bagaimana untuk mengubat hati tadi, secara berbisik Aqmar menjawab... ubat hati ada lima caranya. Bunyinya macam senang aja, baca Al-Qur'an dengan memahami maknanya sekali. Selain itu mendirikan solat malam dan berkawan dengan orang soleh. Yang keempat dan kelima ialah puasa dan zikir yang berpanjangan.

Dreams live as long as the dreamers do.

you remind me of my favorite metropolis sparkling, loud yet hauntingly sad when the light goes out

The day you tame her is the day you tame the entire ocean.

I am fighting my losses, my trauma, and everything bringing ache because I don't want to look in the mirror and see a tragedy staring back.

I've got lots and lots and lots to tell you." He sounded excited. "I have friends. Ben's a wolf and Tally brought Noor to play, too. I'm going to marry Noor one day. And Ben's gonna mate with Marlee even if she is bigger than he is.

Aku ingin tidur Melupakan langit siang Yang selalu menerbitkan kegelisahan Aku ingin menghindar dari dingin malam Dari ngungun bulan yang melenakan

Exit is a letter away from Exist. A part, just a space away from Apart.

Lidah memanglah tidak bertulang, tapi janji tetap janji kan!

And there will be someone that comes along one day and offers you an entire galaxy when you only expected a single planet

do not worry about people they're wearing the same flesh breathing the same chemicals walking on the same solid earth as you so why should it matter when you are them and they are you

Kata emak, Junjungan kita berpesan lebih kurangnya begini; kalau kita berkawan dengan tukang besi kita terasa panas percikan apinya, dan kalau kita berkawan dengan penjual minyak wangikita juga terlekat harum wanginya. Sebab itu mestilah hati-hati memilih kawan.

men judge us by our broad hips and forget their birthplace.

You existence reminded me of sunsets and ocean waves yet you still wonder what it took for me to fall for someone like you

people leave because unlike matter that has firm, solid, strong molecules people are made up of air, fire, earth and water that change shapes that keep moving that cannot stop and let them be the things they want the shapes they like because in the end you too will grow into something entirely new so let them go

I saw a man on a bridge about to jump. I said, ‘Don’t do it!’ He said, ‘Nobody loves me.’ I said, ‘God loves you. Do you believe in God?’ He said, ‘Yes.’ I said, ‘Are you a Muslim or a non-Muslim?’ He said, ‘A Muslim.’ I said, ‘Shia or Sunni?’ He said, ‘Sunni.’ I said, ‘Me too! Deobandi or Barelvi?’ He said, ‘Barelvi.’ I said, ‘Me too! Tanzeehi or Tafkeeri?’ He said, ‘Tanzeehi.’ I said, ‘Me too! Tanzeehi Azmati or Tanzeehi Farhati?’ He said, ‘Tanzeehi Farhati.’ I said, ‘Me too! Tanzeehi Farhati Jamia ul Uloom Ajmer, or Tanzeehi Farhati Jamia ul Noor Mewat?’ He said, ‘Tanzeehi Farhati Jamia ul Noor Mewat.’ I said, ‘Die, kafir!’ and I pushed him over.

I replay the memories like an old cassette, one that can never be thrown away no matter how damaged the tape becomes.

Sabarnya Kak Ain yang piatu itu menghadapi semuanya sendiri. Duha ingin sekali jadi setabah Kak Ain. Allah menguji hamba yang dia pilih. Ujian Duha mengkin tidak sebesar ujian Kak Ain, tetapi ujian tetap ujian kan. Dan Allah pilih Duha, Subhanallah.

It’s nobody’s fault that our hearts work in their little strange ways. It’s nobody’s fault that we fall for one another. It’s nobody’s fault that we can’t have the love we yearn. It’s nobody’s fault that we never learn. So, save your apology, my dear. Save it for later days. Save it for better days.

No matter how diligently I try to forget you, my hands keep opening this book to your pages.

Even though I outgrew you like a shrunken sweater, I still like to open up the closet in the neglected corner of my room and reminisce what fit me perfectly once upon a time.

Tell me we were more than words on a page. Remind me that we were as sweet as the taste of each poem on my tongue.

My playlists are cluttered with sad songs and fractured memories, yet I unconvincingly claim I am trying to move on.

The universe is a brilliant writer,
 it wrote your name
in my stars
 before any of us existed
 so when the time comes
 they’ll light up your path
 and lead you straight to me.

Oh Tuhan... biarlah semua orang meninggalkan Duha, tetapi janganlah Engkau meninggalkan Duha keseorangan, ya!

the most beautiful thing in this world isn’t made up of particles. it’s the strength of a person who has seen the collapse of their world, everything they held dear crashing down in a million pieces. yet every morning, they wake up and build their life, all over again. mourning their loss in a tranquil silence. i haven’t yet seen anything more astonishingly beautiful.

Don't be frightened of your own reflection. We all have bad moments in front of the mirror," says Noor. "You should probably get married. I have heard that a good husband is the only cure for bad dreams. You know why? Because then you are sleeping with you nightmare.

Duha bukannya pesimis kalau dilihat dari luar, tetapi dalam hatinya tiada siapa yang tahu. Hatinya dia bungkus kejap-kejap, sampai tiada siapa yang dapat menekanya.

Hai Si Jebat, berpada-padalah engkau membunuh orang beribu-ribu ini, kerana engkau pun akan mati - Laksamana Hang Tuah.

Shame on me for letting you define all that I was, all that I am.

How ironic⎼ out of all the people to feel like home, you did. out of all the people to uproot my home, you did.

Be kind for this is something a lot of people can never be.

The ladder of success is there waiting for you... you just have to realize it and reach towards and climb as high as you can you will surely be successful.

If only I have the guts to tell; If only you have the heart to listen.

What if female arousal is just the belief that you will not die at this mans hands?

Question: If the beast is already in your house, does that make the wilderness safer?

If someone comes to you with an idea its like he is giving you a fragile glass made by himself. If the glass does not match your preference do not throw it away. Give him back otherwise it may hurt the person who made it.

I want to travel to be away from home so that I can return, loving it as much as it deserves to be loved. I want to go away from home just for returning back here to realize everything I have ever neglected is worth loving and worrying for.

I sense him in the lost crevices of my heart, abandoned alleyways which have not known the rhythm of footsteps in centuries. I see him too clearly to ever let him become a distant memory. I feel him too vividly to ever let my hand brush the hand of another.

Do not wander in the deeps, Where the Shriker's shadow creeps. When he rises from beneath, Beware the Sharpness of his teeth.

Life is easy if you don't take it difficult

...if you live with your conscience and follow your instincts, you can get through with inner peace.

Tormented by remembering, tortured by forgetting—she is the master of reincarnation, dying each time her thoughts dwell upon him.

I shudder to speak of you, but sadly, that does not mean I dream of you any less.

He damaged her wings and demanded her to fly.

As a minority, no sooner do you learn to polish and cherish one chip on your shoulder, it’s taken off you and swapped out for another. The jewellery of your struggles is forever on loan, like the Koh-i-Noor. You are intermittently handed this Necklace of labels to hang around your neck,

If only I had known how quickly the days would elapse, how small the window of time would be in which I could have told you how much you truly mean to me. Know it now— I love you, I love you, I love you.

the price of leaving is everything you do not return to a place but to a memory; soundless a home becomes another house a face becomes another name a city becomes another geographical location when you leave

When i smile while looking at you it seems i like you,When i talk to you it means i want to make you friend,when i give you a gift it really means that i love u.

Maybe if our fingers did not interlock as perfectly as they used to, if our sentences were not completed by each other, I would be able to forget you.

I do not know how to forget you. It cannot be learned, nor willed. You are with me, for better or worse.

Nothing teaches better than this trio the fears, the tears, the years.

You'll have to learn the art of losing, choosing, and refusing to win what we call the game of life.

Words; they are powerlessly powerful so use yours well.

The lower your body gets the higher your jump will be.

You get to define what is beautiful.

Kabut yang mengepungmu Telah runtuh menjadi kata-kata Rumah kayu hanya menyisakan dinginnya Dan sunyi mengendap di sana

you have a bad habit of falling at the feet of those who kick you straight to the curb.

Boleh tak awak fikirkan sekali lagi?" "Saya masih ada keluarga, Cik Anwar. Lain kali Cik Anwar, bukankah elok kalau hal begini disampaikan terus kepada orang tua. Beradat. Lagipun seorang gadis tu, tetap ada walinya.

It's your world, but I make my way in it. At fifteen, no, I couldn't stand up to you. The age of illusions, when we know nothing, we hope for everything; we're wandering in a mist ... And the half of the world that's never had any use for us, suddenly is besieging us. You need us, you adore us, you're suffering for us. You want everything--except to know what we think. You look deep in our eyes--and put your hand up our dress. You call us, "Pretty thing." That confuses us. The most beautiful woman, the highest ranked, lives half dazzled by constant attention, half stifled by obvious contempt. We think all we're good for is pleasing you--till one day, long acquaintance with you dispels the last mist. In a clear light, we suddenly see you as you are--and generally we start preferring ourselves. At thirty, I could finally say no--or really say yes. That's when you begin backing away from us. Now I'm full-grown. I pursue my happiness the same as any man.

Duha tidak tahu kenapa dia tidak jadi marah pada Muhsin yang berkuning langsat itu. Padahal waktu itu, udara di sekitar kedai belakang masjid ini panaslah juga. Agaknya berkat kota ini, membuat hati sentiasa rela bersabar. Terasa dekat sahaja dengan makam Rasulullah, membuat kita jadi malu kalau berkelakuan tidak sopan.

Dont be silly in love it will affect your personality

Old friends are like old memories they always remind your past

No challenge is bigger than us!

It is incredible how the mouth that whispers, "I can't live without you" between bedsheets, is the same mouth to end it all, telling her she was never enough.

Even if I were to throw any of your belongings into the hungry flames, I know you shall never leave me in peace.

What if we started naming heartbreaks after people like they do with storms on news channels how would this heart look with name tags?

Ostan pealinna lähedalt Decathloni spordikaubamajast endale päris jooksutossud, milliseid pole mul kunagi varem olnud, pulsikella ja paar neljaeurost spordisärki. Proovin ka maikat, aga näen selles oma heleda naha ja hõreda heleda karvkattega välja nagu kiiritada saanud ahv.

I hope you question every reason for leaving, no matter how carefully constructed they may be. I hope I plant enough doubts in your mind to counter the many sleepless nights you cruelly left me with.

Maybe we don’t really grow up until our parents die, she thought. Maybe her infant memory was forever looking to Zod and Pari to make things better because they always did. Because if our parents didn’t exalt us, we spend our adult lives blaming them—for not doing this, and not doing that, not being “supportive,” not making an appearance at our first recital, being overprotective or aloof, damaging our self-esteem. Yet at our best or worst, who sees everything? Who knows us best? Who waits and waits to see what we yet may be? Then one day they’re gone and it’s just you, and there’s nothing left to squeeze, no one to blame for the dismay over the course your life has taken. Once the tears have stopped, it’s just the here and now and the desire to do better, to be closer to the person you want to be. Noor

Paradoksaalne on see, et enamik venelastest tahab emakeelset teenindust (ekskursiooni), sest üldjuhul on see ainus keel, mida nad mõistavad, aga samal ajal küsivad sellist tuuri, kus poleks teisi venelasi.

i am too afraid of people who have souls like hometowns warm, forgiving and too kind that even if you leave; even when you leave will always welcome you home remember you with your family name i am too afraid of something too homely when every breath coming out of my body is shaped like leaving

Boleh tak awank fikirkan sekali lagi?" "Saya masih ada keluarga, Cik Anwar. Lain kali Cik Anwar, bukankah elok kalau hal begini disampaikan terus kepada orang tua. Beradat. Lagipun seorang gadis tu, tetap ada walinya.

Meie lähme ema ja Nelega vaatama etendust nimega "Evolución". Olavi soovitusel istume parimatel kohtadel: kaheksanda rea keskel. Kohad number 2, 4 ja 6. Ei, need on ikka kõrvuti. Sest kohti nummerdatakse siin tõesti nõnda, et keskelt vasakule jooksevad paaritud numbrid ja paremale paaris numbrid. Miks minna otse, kui saab ringiga, eks ole.

the sunset looked way too pigmented—as if the color palette of sorrow had been thrown on it. yes, if sorrow had colors, they would be lilac mixed with pinks and some sneaky whites like the clouds at twilight. i thought it was a masterpiece; a way for nature to share that at the end of the day, each sobbed whisper goes directly to the skies. but before that, it leaves its color on the canvas of earth one last time.

i refuse to go quietly. if we are to end this, you will allow me to mourn from the rooftop, crumble with enough fury to shake the earth, and compose myself with enough dignity to impress us both. we shall move on, but not before i respect us enough to give this the farewell it deserves.

Nama saya Raimy Haidar. Panggil Rain saja." Aku memperkenalkan diri tanpa ditanya. Itu peraturan pertama dalam berkenalan. Dia senyum sambil tunjuk kad IDnya. "Tapi biasanya orang panggil saya Lia." Lia...cantiknya nama tu. Secantik orangnya. Aku mengisyaratkan dengan tangan yang aku sudah mengingati nama itu dalam otak. Sudah berpunya atau belum agaknya? Pintu lif terbuka. Seperti terbuka pula pintu langit mendengar harapanku.

So what is it really like? What happens when people die?" Noor asks Alice Bhatti, who after finishing her shift has changed into a loose maxi and is lying down on a wheelie stretcher, her forearm covering her eyes. A half-torn poster on the wall behind the stretcher says : Bhai, your blood will bring a revolution. Someone has scrawled under it with a marker: And that revolution will bring more blood. Someone has added Insha'allah in an attempt to introduce divine intervention into the proceedings. Some more down-to-earth soul has tried to give this revolution a direction, and drawn an arrow underneath and scribbled, Bhai, the Blood Bank is in Block C.

It’s the same everywhere, she thought, they’re small and they live with you and you’re in love with them and they move away and a slightly bigger version of them moves in. Then you fall in love again, only to watch that little person leave, and yet a slightly taller, more agile version, who still fits in the toddler bed, but just barely, arrives and there you go again, head over heels. Another birthday will come and this one, too, will go, pigtails and all, and so on, until your heart could burst. You see them turn two, then three and four and you miss that tiny newborn who smelled like milk, the one-year-old who teeter-tottered, and how sweet was that two-year-old who would not let go of your hand, and do you remember running alongside her bicycle at five? Where did she go? Noor