All forms of existence, mobile and immobile, are possessed by these two. When the soldiers, which constitute Death's army, march, nothing can resist them except that one thing, viz., the power of Truth, for in Truth alone Immortality lives. The joy which one feels of living in the midst of men is residence of Death.
अनुषत्तु द्वयेनैते भावाः स्थावरजङ्गमाः। न मृत्युसेनामायान्तीं जातु कश्चित् प्रबाधते॥ बलात् सत्यमृते त्वेकं सत्ये ह्यमृतमाश्रितम्। मृत्योर्वा गृहमेतद् वै या ग्रामे वसतो रतिः॥