Among the commandments of Dhul-Nun are some young men: O boy, take to yourself the weapon of blame and suppress it with the cold of darkness. Tomorrow you will wear the robes of safety, and shorten it in the garden of safety, and taste it of the bitterness of the duties of faith. It will win the bliss of Paradise, and its dose will be the cup of patience, and settle it in poverty until it is complete. Then the boy said to him: What soul can be strong in This is what he said: A soul in the face of hunger was patient, and in the shroud of darkness came a soul that bought the afterlife in this world without conditions or bends. A soul that was shielded by the monasticism of anxiety and grazed the darkness until the clear part. So what do you think of a soul in the Valley of Hands that walked and abandoned pleasures and took possession of it? To the afterlife it looked and with eyes it saw, and for sins it was shortened and for a meager amount of sustenance. It was limited, and the ar