Tukaram, Poem 295

A rich man need make no distinction of castes; he has materials at home to feed every one who comes. When he is honoured, he shows abundant honour; where any one calls for food, he serves him abundantly. Surely he does not distinguish friends and relations; prince and peasant are alike to him. Where he sees faith, he comes and busies himself; he leaves the dull of spirit to themselves. He forgets not the beggar; by soft persuasion he puts an end to his doubts. Tuka says, He gives enough to eat and leave uneaten; he leaves on their faces signs that they have felt satisfaction.