The weak fear happiness itself. They can harm themselves on cotton wool. Sometimes they are wounded even by happiness.

I love you and, because I love you, I would sooner have you hate me for telling you the truth than adore me for telling you lies.

If I may, and if I might
Lay me down, weeping.

[http://www.muslimphilosophy.com/ip/rep/H021.htm Al-Farabi at Islamic Philosophy Online]

There’s nothing to be ashamed on your body.I don’t understand why always more & more women get bullied just because of their body. :w:Rabi Pirzada done nothing wrong. Its her life. It’s her choice. Shame on those whose cursing her. #IAmRabiPirzada #Nobodyshame #WestandwithRabi,

This guy was going to marmalise me! I mean, where's the kudos in beating up a seven-stone fucking consumptive? I was a self-confessed coward, then as now. My coat of arms has been detailed elsewhere: four white feathers on a field of yellow. Nothing for me is more terrifying than physical pain....

Rabindranath is the greatest man I have had the privilege to know. There has been no one like him anywhere on our globe for many centuries.

[http://users.ox.ac.uk/~worc0337/authors/al-farabi.html Introduction to al-Farabi]

I poured my heart out to you, let down my guard, swear to God
I'll blow my brains in your lap, lay here and die in your arms
Drop to my knees and I'm pleading, I'm trying to stop you from leaving

The head tumbles between the legs
like a wooden ball
you fall, dark night
in the eyes,
the door a span away
inaccessible
you are on your knees
...

I like to ask people to think about the courage it takes for someone experiencing homelessness to knock on the door, asking for service,” Murray continued. “It’s very hard. It’s very vulnerable.