‏وَلَقَدْ نَعْلَمُ أَنَّكَ يَضِيقُ صَدْرُكَ بِمَا يَقُولُونَ *فَسَبِّحْ بِحَمْدِ رَبِّكَ وَكُن مِّنَ السَّاجِدِينَ

" في رحلة العمر والأيَّام مسرعةٌ، لا تنسَ من أنتَ أو ما وِجهةُ السَّفرِ. "

"What am I?" You say. "What am I? But a mere matter, a mere creature in this great existence.", "What am I?" You wonder, minimizing, depreciating your creation. What are you? You are a matter, of course! A matter consisting of atoms, a massive amount of trillions of billions of atoms, and inside those atoms lay nuclei, orbited by an even greater existence of energy, all summoned up inside of you. And you should know, that all this energy is under your command, you can bury it in the depths of dirt, or, make use of it, you can make yourself a nuclear bomb of a human being! It's all in your tiny hands, and of course your delicate mind. You are a sort of matter, indeed; and what a great powerful matter that is, you.