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[I]ndulge
in lust a little, and like the child it grows apace.
The wise man hates it therefore; who would take poison for food? Every
sorrow is increased and cherished by the offices of lust.
If there is no lustful desire, the risings of sorrow are not produced,
the wise man seeing the bitterness of sorrow, stamps out and destroys
the risings of desire;...
- Fo-Sho-Hing-Tsan-King
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