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101 " Bugs never bug my head. They are amazing. It is the activities of humans which actually bug me all the time. "
― Munia Khan
102 " Sharks are the lions of the sea.They glamorize the oceanic glory. "
103 " Spring is the fountain of love for thirsty winter "
104 " I adore the sky wearing rainbow shawl of love for the birds so that they could fly free in warmth after the storm "
105 " Trees exhale for us so that we can inhale them to stay alive. Can we ever forget that? Let us love trees with every breath we take until we perish "
106 " Nature is the guardian of Africa. While the sun lights the African sky in day time, the moon begs the world to help her lighting Africa in the night "
107 " Only mountains can feel the frozen warmth of the sun through snow's gentle caress on their peaks "
108 " Despite its dark veins, the transparency of dragonfly’s wings assures me of a pure, innocent world "
109 " It doesn't matter how green a blade of grass is expected to be, when it's already smashed beneath the feet. "
110 " Every lake belongs to the quietness desired by the swans. "
111 " The intriguing placidity from the slothful pace of a snail is truly very peaceful. Our world is in need of this calmness to pacify itself "
112 " Just a little piece of peace can cultivate the land of Palestine, but inhuman human won't let it do that.... "
113 " Some pain has no relief,it can only be sealed You can grasp the wound to feel the scar unhealed. "
114 " Writing fluency sometimes needs an intense agony somewhere in your mind "
115 " We have so much to learn from a fallen teardrop which is wiped away from our cheek…never to be felt again "
116 " Sometimes a broken heart can mend something else's brokenness "
117 " If your tears have lost the ability to hide your pain... why shedding them? "
118 " Night never needs a shade but it requires to fade into the grin of twinkling stars where light is just a glint of scars "
119 " I’ve reached the vanishing point without you.Here my heartache begins with your paintrying to find an unborn startin this fatal disappearanceFrom the poem ‘Me with the Vanishing Point "
― Munia Khan , To Evince the Blue
120 " When sadness knows the reason of tears, heart prepares to carry the ache for years "