Gulistan of Saadi

On the Excellence of Contentment

 Story 19

I never lamented about the vicissitudes of time or complained of the turns of fortune except on the
occasion when I was barefooted and unable to procure slippers. But when I entered the great mosque
of Kufah with a sore heart and beheld a man without feet I offered thanks to the bounty of God,
consoled myself for my want of shoes and recited:

‘A roast fowl is to the sight of a satiated man
Less valuable than a blade of fresh grass on the table
And to him who has no means nor power
A burnt turnip is a roasted fowl.’

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