[Machine] I said to him, "O Abu 'Abdul Rahman, your food has become soft and your age has increased, and your companions do not know your rights or your honor. If you command your family to do something to make you comfortable when you return to them." He said, "Woe to you! I have not been full for eleven years, or twelve years, or thirteen years, or fourteen years, not even once. So how can it be for me? All that remains of me is the braying of a donkey."  

قُلْتُ لَهُ يَا أَبَا عَبْدِ الرَّحْمَنِ رَقَّتْ مُضْغَتُكَ وَكَبُرَتْ سِنُّكَ وَجُلَسَاؤُكَ لَا يَعْرِفُونَ حَقَّكَ وَلَا شَرَفَكَ فَلَوْ أَمَرْتَ أَهْلَكَ أَنْ يَجْعَلُوا لَكَ شَيْئًا يُلَطِّفُونَكَ بِهِ إِذَا رَجَعْتَ إِلَيْهِمْ قَالَ وَيْحَكَ مَا شَبِعْتُ مُنْذُ إِحْدَى عَشْرَةَ سَنَةً أَوِ اثْنَتَيْ عَشْرَةَ سَنَةً وَلَا ثَلَاثَ عَشْرَةَ سَنَةً وَلَا أَرْبَعَ عَشْرَةَ سَنَةً وَلَا مَرَّةً وَاحِدَةً فَكَيْفَ بِي وَإِنَّمَا بَقِيَ مِنِّي كَظَمَا الْحِمَارِ