Tukaram, Poem 870

The stone must suffer the strokes of the chisel ere the true form within it is brought out; then it will be valued as a genuine article. We must hand over the body to undergo what it has merited, and expel the power of the past over it. To rise in splendour you must learn to loathe the pleasures of the elements, and you must humble yourself. Tuka says, What becomes then of the world? You must turn yourself into what you esteem.