How can I steady this intellect of mine, that I may control my mind and make room for it in my heart? How can I purify my intelligence, and make a pure intelligence my capital? Tuka says, Tell me what sort of state my body is reduced to.
Hinduism
Tukaram, Poem 1497
Source The Poems of Tukârâma, trad. J. Nelson Fraser et K. B. Marathe, 3 vol., 1909-1915, archive.org · Contents