A king boarded a ship with a foreign slave, and the slave had never seen the sea before and had not experienced the hardship of being on a ship. He began to cry and wail, and trembling fell upon his body. As much as they tried to comfort him, he would not calm down, and the king's enjoyment was disturbed by him. They did not know what to do. There was a wise man on that ship; he said to the king: If you command, I will silence him in a way. He said: It would be the greatest kindness and generosity.

He ordered the slave to be thrown into the sea. After he had been submerged several times, they grabbed his hair and brought him back to the ship. He clung to the ship's rudder with both hands. When he came aboard, he sat in a corner and became calm. The king was astonished; he asked: What was the wisdom in this? He said: He had not tasted the hardship of drowning before and did not appreciate the safety of the ship. Likewise, one appreciates well-being who has been afflicted by a misfortune.

O satiated one, barley bread does not seem pleasant to you,

What is ugly to you is my beloved.

For the houris of paradise, A'raf would be hell,

Ask the inhabitants of hell if A'raf is paradise.

There is a difference between one whose beloved is in their embrace,

And one whose two eyes of anticipation are on the door.