Being thus interrogated by his father the Asura boy Prahlāda bowed down to his father's feet and said,—"This not the outcome of magical powers, O father—nor is it natural with me; This is trifling to him in whose mind resides the undecaying. He who does not cherish malice against others, O father, and regards all like his own self, is not visited by any affliction inasmuch as the cause does not exist. He who tortures others in act, thought or speech, sows the seed of numberless miseries.

In plain words: Prahlada bows to his father and says his power is not magic or natural; it is easy for anyone with God in their mind. Someone who wishes no harm and treats everyone like himself has no cause for suffering, but one who hurts others in deed, thought or word plants seeds of misery.