كَتَبَ رَجُلٌ إلَى صَالِحِ بْنِ عَبْدِ الْقُدُّوسِ

الْمَوْتُ بَابٌ وَكُلُّ النَّاسِ دَاخـِلُهُ * فَلَيْتَ شَعْرِي بَعْدَ الْبَابِ مَا الدَّارُ

:فَأَجَابَهُ بِقَوْلِهِ

الدَّارُ جَنَّاتُ عَدْنٍ إنْ عَمِلْت بِمَا يُرْضِي الْإِلَهَ وَإِنْ خَالَفْت فَالنَّـارُ
...هُمَا مَحَلَّانِ مَا لِلنَّاسِ غَيْرُهُمَـا فَانـْظُرْ لِنَفْسِك
مَاذَا أَنْتَ مُخْتَارُ


A man wrote to Saalih ibn ‘Abd al-Quddoos:
Death is a door that everyone is passing through
O if only I knew! What homes lies there after the door
So he replied to him saying:
The Home is Everlasting Paradise if you’ve done that which pleases Allaah
And if other than that, then it is Hell-fire
They are two places, people have none other than them
So look for yourself, which one will you choose?