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Honesty adorns the noble, humility crowns the virtuous, while gambling ruins the wicked and lust consumes ghosts of desire.
Our vow to the divine was held with honesty; its power frees us from even unbearable, deeply human suffering.
A simple man, honest yet powerless, is often mocked by fools who mistake virtue for weakness.
Lord Krishna’s thunderous cry in pain, uttering “Ha Krishna,” while struck—protects us eternally like divine resonance.
The truly compassionate give charity only to the suffering, distressed, and deserving—charity without merit is wasted.
Sounds arising from pain—distressed, scattered, harsh—are undesirable; only those full of joy, calmness, and steadiness are deemed auspicious.
O inner soul of the universe, I bow to you in distress, but you neither see nor respond—has even your ocean of mercy dried for me due to my fate?
The distressed worship gods, the sick perform austerity, the poor desire charity, and old women become devoted wives—need drives virtue.
True friendship arises when two hearts unite through shared suffering—such is the meaning hidden in the word "Mitra" (friend).
Only the Supreme Lord—even with just two arms, without His divine weapons—can relieve the agony of suffering beings.
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