Milk and water, when brought into contact, are sure to mix so that the milk can never be separated again.
So if the neophyte, thirsting after self-improvement, mixes indiscriminately with all sorts of worldly men, he not only loses his ideals, but his former faith, love, and enthusiasm also die away imperceptibly.
When, however, you convert the milk into butter, it no longer mixes with water, but floats over it.
Similarly, when the soul once attains Godhead, it may live in any company, without ever being affected by its evil influences.
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