In plain words
Delightful are they, hallowing the three worlds, sickles to the creeper of worldly life, good friends, the spring season to the forest of sages: the stories of Lord Viṣṇu.
Teachers, embodiments of the divine Ātma! Students, embodiments of Prema!
This world that God has made is a most wonderful painting. We are meant to look at it and enjoy it with wonder and Ānanda; we cannot criticise it or explain it with the eye of science. This world is a picture, painted most wonderfully by a painter with no body, a brush with no colours, on a wall with no support. The more you look at this painting, the more it is full of Māyā. It is beyond reach and beyond sight; it shows what exists as though it did not, and what does not exist as though it did. This world is such that no one can tell what in it is true and what is false. Some have called it real, some Asatya, still others illusory, a mixture of the real and the unreal, and they have gone on criticising it with still more arguments and counter-arguments. To bid farewell to these arguments and proofs and recognise the fundamental principle: that is right education.
The whole world rests on the thought "I". As long as this principle of "I" is in the mind, this world appears to us. As long as the world is there, sorrow cannot be driven away. In sleep there is no thought "I". When there is no thought "I", the world too does not appear to us. In the state where there is no world, sorrow vanishes. So man longs for Ānanda precisely to put an end to this sorrow. What is Ānanda? Wealth, power, health: are these the signs of our Ānanda? How many wealthy people there are in this world! Are all of them enjoying Ānanda? How many people there are with power and health! Are all of them enjoying Ānanda? No. The reason? As long as the thought "I" is in man, Ānanda is very far from us.
Seeing a mirage, the deer run after it for their thirst, and in the end, since it is not water and their thirst is not quenched, they collapse where they stand in despair.