 knew a young man of my acquaintance who had fallen into love and become entangled in its snares and was harmed by passion and overcome by affliction. his soul could not find comfort in his supplication except by being united and able to be with the one he loved despite his great affliction and longlasting concern. so what do you think of a sick person who does not want to have his illness? i sat with him one day and saw from his prostration his bad state and his lowering of his head what upset me so i said to him in some of my words may god relieve you. i saw the traces of hatred in his face. and in such a case i say in a long word 
ولقد علمت فتى من بعض معارفي قد وحل في الحب وتورط في حبائله، وأضر به الوجد، وأنصبه الدنف، وما كانت نفسه تطيب دعاؤه إلا بالوصل والتمكن ممن يحب، على عظيم بلائه وطويل همه، فما الظن بسقيم لا يريد فقد سقمه! ولقد جالسته يوما فرأيت من إكبابه وسوء حاله وإطراقه ما ساءني، فقلت له في بعض قولي فرج الله عنك فلقد رأيت أثر الكراهية في وجهه؛ وفي مثله أقول من كلمة طويلة 