One who holds sincere faith can be saved even by a stone, but what can even a saint do for the wicked? A dog's tail can never be straightened; what can the philosopher's stone do for a broken pot? What good is a field of sugarcane to one who cannot taste its sweetness? The fruit that comes is always according to the seed that was sown. Says Tuka, even a thunderbolt may crack once, but the hardened scoundrel is tougher still.