A sure woman, an adulteress, is wounded. Curse her sensitive feelings! Innocence is truly noble. A virtuous man loves to hear the Puranas; a vicious man is pained by them. The valiant feel abounding energy within them; the coward dies when the hour for action comes. Pure gold is refined in fire, an alloy is blackened. Tuka says, A true diamond survives the hammer.
A good man is one who prefers to speak the truth; a scoundrel brings trouble on other men. The same quality shows itself ostensibly in two cases, but, observe, it is different in each case according to each man's nature. One man means the words he utters; another is profuse of falsehoods. One who truly serves others is a good man; another is an impostor who has no compassion. A wise man can really see how it stands with others; a base wretch knows no more than a post. How he has turned service into mischief! He has lost his senses, says Tuka.
A good man is one who prefers to speak the truth; a scoundrel brings trouble on other men. The same quality shows itself ostensibly in two cases, but, observe, it is different in each case according to each man's nature. One man means the words he utters; another is profuse of falsehoods. One who truly serves others is a good man; another is an impostor who has no compassion. A wise man can really see how it stands with others; a base wretch knows no more than a post. How he has turned service into mischief! He has lost his senses, says Tuka.