Muhammad Iqbal Quotes

In a way, the whole tangible universe itself is a vast residue, a skeleton of countless lives that have germinated in it and have left it, leaving behind them only a trifling, infinitesimal part of their riches.

If everything that ever lived is dead, and everything alive is gonna die...where does the sacred part come in?

Acquisition means life to miserable mortals.

Why should I ask the wise men: Whence is my beginning? I am busy with the thought: Where will be my end?

I think when you think of death as being part of the life cycle and recognize that death is an inevitability for our species because the world has to be renewed with each death, then the hope becomes when it is renewed it will be renewed by people on whom I have had some influence for good.

Everything that gets born dies.

Everything born has to die, in order to make room for the future.

Time is a great conference planning our end, and youth is only the past putting a leg forward.

There's a harsh reality - nothing lasts forever. You have to be ready to grow, and grow fast.

Men and women, empires and cities, thrones, principalities, and powers, mountains, rivers, and unfathomed seas, worlds, spaces, and universes, all have their day, and all must go.

That which comes and goes, rises and sets, is born and dies is the ego. That which always abides, never changes, and is devoid of qualities is the Self.

Death is just a continuation of life.

Life continues, irrespective of whether we are there or not.

You live you die and death not ends it.

To live is nothing more than to come here to die, to be what we were before being born, but with apprenticeship, experience, knowledge of cause, and perhaps with will.

If you were not born in this world, there would be no need to die. To be born in this world is to die, to disappear [laughing].

Your faith is very important. I have done the math, and you are going to be dead a whole lot longer that you will be alive.

A picture is made. You put a frame around it and move on. And one day you die. That is all there is to it.

There are no guarantees. But there is also nothing to fear. We come from oblivion when we are born. We return to oblivion when we die. The astonishing thing is this period of in-between.

I mean, after all, you have to consider we're only made out of dust. That's admittedly not much to go on and we shouldn't forget that. But even considering, I mean it's sort of a bad beginning, we're not doing too bad. So I personally have faith that even in this lousy situation we're faced with we can make it. You get me?

We die, and we do not die.

When you die, you are extinguished. From being you will be transformed to non-being. A god does not necessarily dwell among our capricious atoms.

Our children that die young are like those spring bulbs which have their flowers prepared beforehand, and leave nothing to do but to break ground, and blossom, and pass away. Thank God for spring flowers among men, as well as among the grasses of the field.

Death, so called, is a thing which makes men weep, And yet a third of life is passed in sleep.

Afterlife, in my mind, is pretty much nothing. This is it. This is what we get, for me.