He who transgresses and despises modesty, who says, 'I am a
friend,' but does not undertake any work that can be done, know (about)
him: 'he is not my (friend).'
Whosoever uses pleasing words to friends without effect, him
the wise know as one that (only) talks, but does not do anything.
He is not a friend who always eagerly suspects a breach and looks
out for faults; but he with whom he dwells as a son at the breast (of
his mother), he is indeed a friend that cannot be severed (from him) by others.
He who hopes for fruit, cultivates the energy that produces joy
and the pleasure that brings praise, (while) carrying the human yoke
Having tasted the sweetness of seclusion and tranquillity one
becomes free from fear and free from sin, drinking in the sweetness of
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