Best 36 quotes of Diyar Harraz on MyQuotes

A few years ago, she thought someone had finally come to love her and accepted her unconditionally, but she was wrong. You couldn’t really define love with money. It was more than that.

A marriage is sensitive, fragile and crucial. Once you mess up with how you handle it, it will shatter

A marriage is about how clever you deal with it, not about pushing it away when hurricanes come crashing down. You've to be strong and find a way to not let the world tear your marriage apart.

Being a successful and wealthy man doesn't mean that you have to forget about the place where you were brought up and the people who struggleds to make you a better person

But, when he saw that glint of happiness in his father’s eyes in the middle of his sentence, he decided that he wanted it to stay that way.

Don’t try to lie to your heart because one day, it’ll eat you up - Marina

He’d managed to take hold of her being, her poise and twisted it that it’d mutilated so bad. Even she had forgotten how it had felt to be sane.

I could just felt the twinge of resentment with her being there, where my mother was supposed to be. What right did she have, to replace that place?

I didn't know that I've completely left them all in the past. There's a part of me, wishing and hoping, that she would come back for me, and we would start a new life together, but she didn't.

I synonymously felt my heart beat rapaciously, the heart which was once void of anything alive and well. Now the heart was rasping and knocking on my ribcage as if it was demanding to come out, take its root and grow.

I thought about how the smallest of things could set someone on a bustling fire when you didn't have the right shoulder to lean on.

It really was a blessing after the storm.

It was bittersweet and lovely how this thing called family could make you feel belonged, wanted and complete.

I was like a ten-year-old kid who had been scraped off a mother's love so sudden and surreal that I kept hoping I could chant a few magical words and slowly, Mama Jas would materialise in front of me.

Men and women were doing at their unsurpassed when they were together. It was more or less like the sky and the ground; diverse in nature and was miles apart but they complete each other.

Not until you’re bind together with a more pure and sincere relationship, the love you feel to each other will never become something tangible - Sarah

She'd brought everybody apart, tearing the whole family that was once a compact groundwork into a whole new design, ugly and non-structured.

She hated him for all her might. She hated him for leaving her all those years ago, she hated him for all the stares he’d given her every single time – the one that you had with a stranger; emotionless and cold – she hated him for forcing her to stay in the house with all the nasty souls, she hated him because she simply hadn’t known him very well.

She knew for a fact that she wasn't going to sit around and wait for some miracle to happen. She wasn't going to watch the storm in front of her and pretend like nothing had happened. Yes, Allah is expecting her to be patient and keep on marching forward

Sometimes, things didn't always happen as we wanted them to.

Success has nothing to do with what we accomplish for ourselves, but the amount of hard works we put forward to others

That's the thing with you people. You think you could love someone one second and hate them the next. Well, you can't.

.....the only sound was of the crickets, and the glittering speckled of stars on the night sky as witness of her biggest mistake, the night when it changed her life forever.

There was this saying that kept on haunting her mind – tears make you seem weak. And she wasn’t weak. It was just that sometimes when she was all alone, it had made everything seemed so much real and convincing.

There were so many things we left unsaid. Depending on how you look at it, whether you think it was worth saying it out loud, or better kept inside.

The scar she'd left her was so deep that it may take a thousand million years to heal. She couldn't pretend like nothing had happened. She couldn't shut her feelings, like how you shut a window blind; once you did it, all lights from the outside would be swept away from the room. It had taken her years to acknowledge the fact that she was unwanted; a subject of shame for her mother to sink in. And for sure, it would take her more than nine years to forget it all, in one go.

The woman in front of him was perfect. Her sweet curved lips and flushed cheeks. The way her long eyelashes batted when she blinked and the incredible scent of cinnamon from her soft skin, she was the only thing that he’d finally gotten right. She was the only thing that mattermattered. No matter how far away he could run, the image of her would always be in at the back of his mind.

Things have their way of staying with you forever, haunting your sleep and giving you false hope.

To lose someone after you’ve loved them was tougher than losing them when you’ve never even met them.

We can get through this. You just have to believe in that because we don’t know if a miracle is about to come our way.”- Afia

What Zayd had said to her was hurtful. The words speared across the most sensitive part of her heart like how a gardening spear cut along the leaves, leaving the top part of the bushes bare and lost.

When you found yourself carrying another life inside you, and you were only a child yourself, you’d automatically forget all about the grunts and pains of labour. What had truly conquered your whole thoughts then were the shock, shame and panic.

You can’t make them shut up, but you can damn teach them a lesson." - Johan

You can't stay young forever. Being young is a privilege. God knows, how many of them in their death bed wished to be young again and they regretted all the things they should have and should not have done.

You know, when you talked about good days and bad days, do you think right now counts as the good days?” “It depends. How do you feel right now?” Rania closed her eyes when she said, “I feel strange. I haven’t felt like this for a long time.” Zaheed took a deep breath. “How so?” She shrugged. “Perhaps, it’s because I’m in a whole new place, where I haven’t set my foot before; the air smelt different and I’m talking to a stranger. It made me feel like I’ve just had all my memories erased and replaced with new ones.

You never realised you appreciate a person until the day they’re were gone, permanently