And so in the human soul, the demon of tyranny does not leave it and it does not purify itself of the impurities of cruelty until it is purified by worries and pains, so it has pity not only for man, but also has compassion for animals! My brother returned after I planted a kiss on his forehead, and my gaze followed him under the cover of the dark night until the white of his robes disappeared from me, and I felt some comfort in this stillness, which was devoid of movement except what I heard of the rustling of corn leaves as swords met. I do not know the source of this comfort of mine: perhaps it is from a tear that I shed over my misery and despair while I was in a free space undisturbed by anyone, or perhaps it is due to my own solitude, and I have always been accustomed to calming down my boiling waters when distress comes over me, so I flee from people with it, and I begin to think about this dormant universe, and the comfort and tranquility that floats above it, and then what will be in it after hours when sleep regains its power and it turns around. Jihad marches with the sun, and the living compete for goals.
My suitcase took a seat and I sat on it carefully, because it was not sturdy and this new station did not have a chair for the traveler to rest on, and I was looking north, anticipating the arrival of the train that would take me to Cairo.