Hinduism

Tukaram, Poem 944

What is akin to the devil? A cruel heart; a
cruel and grasping spirit in man. The
source of virtue is in the inner parts; caste and
family cannot ensure it. To taste poison, to dis-
tinguish brass from pure gold, you need no evidence
but a particle of it... Tuka says, How good it is to
come in contact with the truly well-born! There is
nothing but butter stored up in them!

Source The Poems of Tukârâma, trad. J. Nelson Fraser et K. B. Marathe, 3 vol., 1909-1915, archive.org · Contents