In the month of July, a certain man stored his grain and set his mind at ease concerning it. One night, he became intoxicated and lighted a fire, which destroyed his harvest.
The next day he sat down to glean the ears of corn, but not a single grain remained in his possession. Seeing him thus afflicted, some one remarked: “If thou didst not wish for this misfortune, thou shouldst not in folly have burned thy harvest.”
Thou, whose years have been wasted in iniquity, art he who burns the harvest of his life.
Do not so, O my life! Sow the seeds of religion and justice, and throw not to the winds the harvest of a good name.
Knock at the door of forgiveness before thy punishment arrives, for lamentation beneath the lash is of no avail.
Discourse on Repentance
He who supplicates the Deity by night will not be shamed on the Day of Judgment.
If thou art wise, pray for forgiveness in the night for the sins that thou hast committed in the day.
What is thy fear if thou hast made thy peace with God? He closes not the door of forgiveness upon them that supplicate Him.