Tukaram, Poem 2490

Idle gossip will stand no enquiry; it is useless to reason with a wretch who is guilty of it. If you press him closely you get no nearer the truth, and the contact is polluting to yourself. Such a one knows nothing about fitness of time, he is a mere idiot—random chatter, that is the purification of mind possible for him! Tuka says, It is better to treat him with contempt; for all his ingenuity he is worse than an ass.