فَلَمَّا جَنَّ عَلَيۡهِ ٱلَّيۡلُ رَءَا كَوۡكَبٗاۖ قَالَ هَٰذَا رَبِّيۖ فَلَمَّآ أَفَلَ قَالَ لَآ أُحِبُّ ٱلۡأٓفِلِينَ
When night drew its shadow over him, he saw a star. ‘That,‘ he said, ‘is surely my God.‘ But when it faded away, he said: ‘I have no love for such that fade.‘
Author: N J Dawood