Author of quotes: Allama Muhammad Iqbal

Whether it's the radiance of the Kingdom or the spectacle of the Republic, politics without religion leads only to tyranny.

Once asked the beauty of the Creator of the universe:
"Why did you make me not eternal, but corruptible?"
He said: "this world art gallery
In the dead of night nothingness life is rushing faster.
The world only changes the number, captivating,
brilliant
Beautiful and desirable all only what is temporary."
Hearing this, Luna was confused, upset
And with the pale morning star news shared;
Dawn told Rosa that star learned
And sad all earthly friends from words heaven
became.
The flowers, after talking with Rosa, with tears in
Did not want to become buds with green leaves
Left spring meadows in the glory of the original,
Gay youth has come, gone, alas.

Just let the mirror is the face of a stranger,
Cleanse the mind and the eye, since they penetrated a stranger.
Protected birds take fire, to burn
Nest, if you take someone else's flower garden.
On the wings of their own and learn to take off from the ground,
To understood you are not accustomed to a stranger.
I like you parting, friend,
Than that now before me arose a stranger.

We will ask the sages and scientists of the country,
Whom Greece and India defeated
In the West, your achievements are visible
What thee people the promised?
That to live without a job men are required
Not know the maternity of a woman?

Do not look alienated to the joyous world of nature.
It is worthy of attention and it is every bit alive!
In the fleeting sparks is the mysterious meaning of life,
And the stability of the world is only deception and empty words.

The soul, which is their
the stigma of suffering marks...
Suffering wakes youth
sweet sleep was interrupted...
The suffering - birds -
heart flapping wings...

Without waves of suffering are destined to stop my life... Suffering is the perfection way: like a divine beacon shining.

The essence of life itself to find...

Keep the desire alive in his heart... From the flame of desire the heart takes life... Desire is a noose for hunting ideals... the Rejection of desire is death to the living...

One who does not control himself, becomes the object of management.

The philosopher produces the clumsy arguments of the words of truth, the politician is building a powerful evidence as idle rhetoric.