So long as the body lasts, so long should truth be pursued,--the stupid man digs his well when the corner of his house is already afire. The time of death is not known by those who are variously embodied in the world of change. Alas! a man, between happiness and misery, does not know his own benefit. Though seeing those just born, the afflicted, the dead, those whom calamity has befallen, and the miserable, people are never afraid, having drunk the liquor of delusion. Riches are like unto a dream; youth is like a flower, life is fickle as lightning,--where is there a discerning one who is at ease? Even a hundred years of life is very little, and half of it is sleep and idleness, and even that little is unfruitful owing to the miseries of childhood, disease and old age....Garuda Purana
Posted on: Sat, 27 Jul 2013 09:00:01 +0000
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