The subtlest part of the fire that is eaten rises and becomes speech.
Sama Veda, Chandogya Upanishad VI, VI – The Physical Nature of the Mind, the Prana and Speech, 4
Your stalk is as strong as a bull. Naught will harm you! You are ever full of juice, ever replete, fair in glory, like the daughters of the rich in whose sacrifice, O Stones, you take delight.
Rig Veda X, 94, 10
Smashing but never shattered, these Stones are tireless; they know neither death nor cessation. Exempt from sickness, old age, and suffering, sleek-looking, free from thirst or craving.
Rig Veda X, 94, 11
Your fathers stand firm from age to age. Enamored of repose, they stir not from their seat. Untouched by age, of golden Soma never bereft, they have forced heaven and earth to pay heed to their sound.
Rig Veda X, 94, 12
Thus speak the Stones at their release, when their journey is over, as they clatter, like men drinking wine. Like farmers sowing the seed, they decrease not, but rather increase by their gulping this Soma.
Rig Veda X, 94, 13
