понедельник, 11 декабря 2017 г.

Remedy in the ocean of grief...


"The best and the noblest preventive to lust is Love. When the mind is drawn to some evil object, place some counter-attraction before it, and if the attraction is strong enough, the danger will be averted. 

He that is fond of pleasure, must seek for it, and unless you can place before him something high and ennobling that will captivate his heart, it is sure to cling to ignoble ends. 

Give a man a taste of God's love, and the baser passions will soon die in his heart as he grows in that love and learns to value it. 

He that has learnt to yearn after the Eternal Source of all joy, what allurements have the pleasures of the flesh for him? 

Earthly wine brings on nervous prostration, the liquor of God’s love brings beatific exhilaration — joy that is ever fresh and knows no end.

Earthly wine saps the physique, while the liquor of God’s love imparts a divine glow to the countenance.

Earthly drink brings on remorse, from divine drink comes the placid joy of self-complacence. 

Lust makes a beast of the man, love makes an angel of the beast.

Lust of the flesh ends in sighs and regrets, love of God brings tidings of ever-new joy to the soul:

तद् एव रम्यं रुचिरं नवं नवं  तद् एव शश्वन् मनसो महोत्सवम्
तद् एव शोकार्णव-शोषणं नृणां  यद् उत्तमःश्लोक-यशो ’नुगीयते

“To sing the praise of God — it is charming, ever new, a perennial source of exceeding delight to the mind: it drieth up even an ocean of grief.” ["Shreemad-Bhagavatam", 12.12.50]