“The dusk here does not arrive on the shoulders of golden sunsets any more, but on the heels of long, encroaching shadows of untraceable trees in the distance, gloomy parallel patterns that cascade over the undulating landscape of unevenly dispersed corpses and other things.”

“There were people dying everywhere getting massacred in every town and village, there were people being picked up and thrown into dark jails in unknown parts, there were dungeons in the city where hundreds of young men were kept in heavy chains and from where many never emerged alive, there were thousands who had disappeared leaving behind women with photographs and perennial waiting, there were multitudes of dead bodies on the roads, in hospital beds, in fresh martyrs' graveyards and scattered casually on the snow of mindless borders.”

“If there is a knower of tongues here, fetch him;There's a stranger in the cityAnd he has many things to say.”

“रोने से और इश्क़ में बेबाक हो गये,धोये गये हम ऐसे कि बस पाक हो गये.कहता है कौन नाला-ए-बुलबुल को बे-असर,परदे में गुल कि लाख जिगर चाक हो गये.करने गये थे उससे तग़ाफ़ुल का हम गिला,की एक ही निगाह कि बस ख़ाक हो गये.इस रंग से उठाई कल उसने असद की लाश,दुश्मन भी जिसको देखके ग़मनाक हो गये.”

“Only the dead has seen th end of war”

“Lest we forget: It is easy to be human, very hard to be humane”

“He gave me heaven and earth, and assumed I'd be satisfied;Actually I was too embarrassed to argue.The spiritual seekers are tired, two or three at each stage of the path.The rest who have given up never knew your address at all.There are so many in this gathering who wish the candle well.But if the being of the candle is melting, what can the sorrow-sharers do?”