The world is the marketplace of the hereafter; the soul is the merchant, night and day are the capital, profit is paradise, and loss is hell.
Justice is life.
Truly, losing what one cannot attain saddens a person, and gaining what one cannot lose gladdens them. So let your joy be in what you attain in your hereafter, and let your grief be over what you lost there. Do not rejoice over what you attained of this world, nor be sorrowful over what you lost here. Let your concern be for what comes after death.
The world is of two kinds: a world that leads to the hereafter, and an accursed world.
A good reputation is one of the two lives.
O God! Do not make this world a prison for me, nor make parting from it a sorrow for me.
Excessive anger ruins one's life.
A person is at their greatest on the day they are born, and at their smallest on the day they die (in terms of sins).
Whatever a person is given from this world is a lesson, and whatever is withheld from them is a test.
How often the beginning of a day is unlike its end. How often for a person who is cheerful at the beginning of a night, mourners arise for them by its end.
Your life is merely a counted number of breaths, and over each breath there is a watcher keeping count.
Consider one whose life brings you no benefit as among the dead.
How can I describe an abode whose beginning is pain, whose end is annihilation, for whose lawful one is held accountable, and for whose unlawful one is punished?