Some people's hearts are like cotton or stone, while others are like houses with windows and balconies that allow them to see all the corners of life. There are owner-occupied houses, rented ones, and others with signs saying "not for sale or rent!"

Everyone looks at their days through experiences that have ground their heart. You find those who look from behind a curtain or behind the only window in their room.

Some of us are good at openness and curiosity, while others are exhausted by the trials of years, and their hearts become like biscuits, changing with a single word into "crumbs."

When I was young, I loved writing with a pencil that had an eraser to correct my mistakes before people saw them, before my heart looked at them, and before they became a painful reality.

I still prefer the pencil, but not everything written in the memory record can be erased today.

There are pages of the book still dripping with disappointment, pain, and betrayal.

If only we could erase the pain, the bitterness of words, and the harshness of hearts with the same simplicity with which we used to write.

Some people should have had their words in invisible ink so that we could dispose of the appearance and burn all the papers behind them.

Since this is not in our hands, we have no choice but to pray to God to sweeten the fragility of our hearts, erase the long years of betrayal from our souls, and grant us beautiful patience and the ability to change our hearts' direction so we can survive.

If only we had remained small, as those stumbles are no longer sufficient for an eraser.

I always thought we could put an end to much of the misery that afflicts our world by staying on the straight path until I realized one day that nothing will protect you from suffering because it is your passport in this life.

One of the biggest myths I believed in was that your gentle kindness could exempt you from having the walls of your heart shattered if you were surrounded by oppressors.

I will write on the walls of my heart from today a sign saying "not for sale or rent!"

Every life that grew from hard rock deserves praise and appreciation.

My friend, learn to write well because there are significant mistakes that an eraser cannot erase.

God will hold you accountable for every word you burden others with, every look that kills hope in someone, and every oar you use to puncture the ship instead of keeping it afloat.

Your intelligence, which you employed to crush hearts, expose flaws, and strip away love, and everyone you caused to be unable to arrange the chaos of their life.

Those moments when you made someone lose their self-esteem will remain a mark on your forehead wherever you go.

You are as harmful as the deficiency that afflicts you!

Your deeds will visit you, so don't be alarmed by them.

I ignored my pains for years, so many that I forgot how they hurt me. But I don't really know if I forgot or if a part of my heart dried up and no longer feels.

God Almighty says in His Glorious Book, "there is no aggression except against the wrongdoers." In our time, only the good are attacked, as if we were born with a spoonful of fatigue in our mouths.

But my friend, there will always be a small window overlooking your home that will comfort your lonely heart and grant you steadfastness.

If God loves someone, He uses them. So, if you see someone around you who needs your support, know that God has sent them to you to help them in this world and protect you from the evil of poverty and the bitterness of abandonment.

If you meet these people, buy from them, for you are buying security for yourself in another time.

Perhaps long years of deprivation of rest have kept away those who would approach you to ensure you are in pain.

Love is like religion; there is no compulsion in it. God will turn our hearts, both left and right, until hope sweeps us and settles in every dark corner of our souls, and then hope will reach us in abundance. Prayers will scatter, and blessings will rain upon us, allowing our wounded hearts to shine anew.

Having someone in your circle whom you feel safe and supported by is one of the most beautiful blessings of this world, and if you are that person, then you have just gained the most beautiful blessings of the hereafter.

Be that person who calls out in every calamity and is the refuge for those who are helpless. Life is the way of the righteous and the graveyard of the unrighteous. If you are guided by a sound heart and a contented soul, congratulations on your good end. The most beautiful quality you can possess is to remain human, someone who is accustomed to giving and who has grown from a noble origin... and the disappointments of time will never drown them.