27 Quotes About Jinn

[…] One night, five men from Nuweiba were travelling past the mountain, and one of them fell behind, and was separated from his companions. As the man – whom we will call Ahmed – wandered in the darkness, wondering where his friends had gone, a beautiful woman suddenly appeared out of the night and blocked his path. She gave him a choice: ‘Sex, or be eaten!’ It was not a difficult decision. As the Bedouins put it, ‘the man did what a man has to do.’ […]

You treat that Mama Abassi like your second mother," it had said. "But you don't ever wonder if she's just keeping you under control? Or even making use of your talents?

After a lifetime of wanting to be loved, she didn't think she could bear it if it finally happened just before she was about to die.

Find me, my thief.

For the last few centuries, these jeweled fruits have been my constant and sole companions. The greatest treasure in all the world, as comfortless as light to the blind.

حتى شاعر النبي ( حسّان بن ثابت ) قال فى صاحبه ( و لى صاحب من بنى الشيصبان ... فطَورا أقول و طورًا هوه ) ، و بني ( الشيصبان ) من قبائل الجن ، يقصد أنهما يتناوبان على قول الشعر و الأبيات ، و كل هذا معروف للعرب، لكن تطور الزمن جعل الإيمان بالجن يضعف شيئا فشيئًا للأسف..

জ্বীনদের অস্তিত্ব অবশ্যই আছে। যদি তারা না থাকতো, পবিত্র কোরআনে তাদের প্রসঙ্গ থাকতো না। যুক্তি হচ্ছে- এমন নয় যে জ্বীনদের অস্তিত্ব স্রষ্টা বা পবিত্র কোরআনকে অধিক গৌরবান্বিত করবে। জ্বীনদেরকে সৃষ্টি করলে বা না করলেও স্রষ্টা সদা গৌরবান্বিত। জ্বীন আছে!

There must be the existence of the Jinns. If they did not exist, their references would not be in the Quran. The logic is- it is not that the existence of the Jinns will make God or the Quran more Glorified. He is ever Glorified with or without creating them. The Jinns exist!

And now because you are converged, you rise. Through the eye of the narrowest tangle of root, shoot, and branch, past the tallest emerald treetops, up and up, gathering strength. A curlicue of mystery, a calligram of power, you wrap yourself around yourself and tornado to the Saigol mansion, quaking that mausoleum of a hatchery in your wake.