[536] The Blessed One said this to the householder as he sat to one side: "Householder, your faculties (indriya) are not those of one who is established in his own mind (citta); there is an alteration in your faculties."
"Venerable sir, how could there not be an alteration in my faculties? For my dear and beloved only little son has died. Since his death, my work no longer occurs to me, food no longer appeals to me. Going again and again to the cremation ground (āḷahana), I wail: 'Where are you, my only little son? Where are you, my only little son?'"
"So it is, householder, so it is, householder! For sorrow, lamentation, pain, grief, and despair (soka, parideva, dukkha, domanassa, upāyāsa) are born from what is dear, arise from what is dear."
"Venerable sir, how could this ever be so — that sorrow, lamentation, pain, grief, and despair are born from what is dear, arise from what is dear? For indeed, venerable sir, joy and gladness are born from what is dear, arise from what is dear."
Then that householder, neither delighting in nor rejecting the Blessed One's utterance, rose from his seat and departed.
English translation from the Pali (Siam Raṭṭha edition) — under review, not for citation.