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XXXVII

The Killing of Desire

Desire is the seed that yieldeth unto every soul, and always, a never-failing crop of births.

If thou must needs long for anything, long for freedom from reincarnation: and that freedom shall come to thee if thou long to conquer longing.

There is no greater wealth here below than desirelessness: and wherever thou goest thou canst find no treasure that equalleth it.

Purity is nought but freedom from desire: and this freedom is achieved by yearning for perfect truthfulness.

It is those that have conquered their desire that are called the liberated ones: the others appear to be free but they are verily in bondage.

If thou love righteousness, flee from desire: for desire is a snare and a disappointment.

If a man cutteth off utterly all his desires, salvation shall come to him by any path that he commandeth to it.

He that hath no desires hath no grief: but ills on ills descend on the man that hankereth after things.

Even here a man shall have everlasting joy if he killeth that greatest misery of all, desire.

Desire is never filled: but if a man giveth it up he attaineth perfection even at that very moment.