She turned and he followed her. She had been away — he could have wept at the wonder of her return. She had passed through enchanted streets, doing things that were like provocative music. All mysterious happenings, all fresh and quickening hopes, had gone away with her, come back with her now.
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, Winter Dreams (via fitzgeraldquotes)
At the time of death your tongue will speak only what is in the heart.To say la illaha illa Allah, you must live it.