وَدَخَلَ جَنَّتَهُۥ وَهُوَ ظَالِمٞ لِّنَفۡسِهِۦ قَالَ مَآ أَظُنُّ أَن تَبِيدَ هَٰذِهِۦٓ أَبَدٗا
And he went into his garden, while he (thus) wronged himself. He said: I think not that all this will ever perish
Author: Mohammed Marmaduke William Pickthall