A History of Indian Literature v2.c19.s6.t5.94
A History of Indian Literature v2.c19.s6.t5.94
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v2.c19.s6.t5.94
"He feels towards his enemy as towards himself; his mother is to him as his wife; a harlot is to him as his mother; a Brahman woman is to him as a Dombī (a female musician of the lowest caste); the skin of an animal is to him as a garment; a blade of straw is like a precious stone, wine is like urine, food is like mud, an insult like a hymn of praise, Indra like Rudra, day like night, what he has seen is like a dream, things which exist are like things which have been destroyed, pain is like pleasure, his son is like a rascal, heaven is like hell—and thus even good and evil are one and the same to him."