[610] "Suppose, brahmin, there were a pot of water stirred by the wind—shaken, churned, with waves arisen. If a man with good eyesight were to examine the reflection of his own face in it, he would neither know nor see it as it really is. So too, brahmin, when one dwells with a mind obsessed by restlessness and remorse (uddhacca-kukkucca), overcome by restlessness and remorse, and one neither knows nor sees as it really is the escape from arisen restlessness and remorse, on that occasion one neither knows nor sees as it really is one's own good; one neither knows nor sees as it really is the good of others …; on that occasion one neither knows nor sees as it really is the good of both. Even sacred texts long recited do not recur to the mind, let alone those not recited."
English translation from the Pali (Siam Raṭṭha edition) — under review, not for citation.