Verse 41

सतोऽसत्ता स्थिता मूर्ध्नि मूर्ध्नि रम्येष्वरम्यता ।सुखेषु मूर्ध्नि दुःखानि किमेकं संश्रयाम्यहम्

In plain words

Unreality stands at the very crown of the real; unloveliness at the very crown of the lovely; sorrows at the very crown of pleasures. What single thing, then, am I to take refuge in?