Verse 24

शान्तचित्तमहाभ्रस्य जनज्वालोज्ज्वलान्यपि ।नगराण्यपि शून्यानि वनान्यवनिपात्मज

In plain words

For one whose citta is a great cloud grown calm, O son of the king, even cities ablaze with the flames of crowds are empty forests.