“Without the head, man is a dead body. So too, without prayers, all other acts of worship are lifeless.”

— Ashraf Ali Thanwi

Ashraf Ali Thānwī, Hayātul Muslimeen p.71

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Indian Muslim scholar 1863–1943

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