She said, “That would be far better for you than to hand yourself over to al-Ḥajjāj of your own accord and let the Umayyad boys toss your head about for sport.”
He answered, “I do not fear death; I fear only that they will mutilate my body.”
She replied, “Once a man has been killed, there is nothing left to fear. A slaughtered sheep feels no pain when it is flayed….”
At that, his face lit up (1) and he said, “Blessed are you, Mother, and blessed are your lofty virtues (2). I have come to you at this very hour only to hear from you what I have just heard. Allah knows I have never wavered or grown weak, and He is witness over me that I have not taken this stand out of love for the world and its finery, but out of anger for Allah’s sake at the violation of His sanctities….
“So now I am going to do what pleases you. If I am killed, do not grieve for me; rather, surrender your affair to Allah….”