The craving of one given to heedless living grows like a creeper.
Like the monkey seeking fruits in the forest, he leaps from life
to life (tasting the fruit of his kamma).
Whoever is overcome by this wretched and sticky craving, his sorrows
grow like grass after the rains.
But whoever overcomes this wretched craving, so difficult to overcome,
from him sorrows fall away like water from a lotus leaf.
This I say to you: Good luck to all assembled here! Dig up the
root of craving, like one in search of the fragrant root of the
birana grass. Let not Mara crush you again and again, as a flood
crushes a reed.
Just as a tree, though cut down, sprouts up again if its roots
remain uncut and firm, even so, until the craving that lies dormant
is rooted out, suffering springs up again and again.
The misguided man in whom the thirty-six currents of craving strongly
rush toward pleasurable objects, is swept away by the flood of
his passionate thoughts. 
Everywhere these currents flow, and the creeper (of craving) sprouts
and grows. Seeing that the creeper has sprung up, cut off its
root with wisdom.
Flowing in (from all objects) and watered by craving, feelings
of pleasure arise in beings. Bent on pleasures and seeking enjoyment,
these men fall prey to birth and decay.
Beset by craving, people run about like an entrapped hare. Held
fast by mental fetters, they come to suffering again and again
for a long time.
Beset by craving, people run about like an entrapped hare. Therefore,
one who yearns to be passion-free should destroy his own craving.
There is one who, turning away from desire (for household life)
takes to the life of the forest (i.e., of a monk). But after being
freed from the household, he runs back to it. Behold that man!
Though freed, he runs back to that very bondage! 
That is not a strong fetter, the wise say, which is made of iron,
wood or hemp. But the infatuation and longing for jewels and ornaments,
children and wives that, they say, is a far stronger fetter,
which pulls one downward and, though seemingly loose, is hard
to remove. This, too, the wise cut off. Giving up sensual pleasure,
and without any longing, they renounce the world.
Those who are lust-infatuated fall back into the swirling
current (of samsara) like a spider on its self-spun web. This,
too, the wise cut off. Without any longing, they abandon all suffering
and renounce the world.
Let go of the past, let go of the future, let go of the present,
and cross over to the farther shore of existence. With mind wholly
liberated, you shall come no more to birth and death.
For a person tormented by evil thoughts, who is passion-dominated
and given to the pursuit of pleasure, his craving steadily grows.
He makes the fetter strong, indeed.
He who delights in subduing evil thoughts, who meditates on the
impurities and is ever mindful -- it is he who will make an end
of craving and rend asunder Mara's fetter.
He who has reached the goal, is fearless, free from craving, passionless,
and has plucked out the thorns of existence -- for him this is
the last body.
He who is free from craving and attachment, is perfect in uncovering
the true meaning of the Teaching, and knows the arrangement of
the sacred texts in correct sequence -- he, indeed, is the bearer
of his final body. He is truly called the profoundly wise one,
the great man.
A victor am I over all, all have I known. Yet unattached am I
to all that is conquered and known. Abandoning all, I am freed
through the destruction of craving. Having thus directly comprehended
all by myself, whom shall I call my teacher? 
The gift of Dhamma excels all gifts; the taste of the Dhamma
excels all tastes; the delight in Dhamma excels all delights.
The Craving-Freed vanquishes all suffering.
Riches ruin only the foolish, not those in quest of the Beyond.
By craving for riches the witless man ruins himself as well as
Weeds are the bane of fields, lust is the bane of mankind. Therefore,
what is offered to those free of lust yields abundant fruit.
Weeds are the bane of fields, hatred is the bane of mankind. Therefore,
what is offered to those free of hatred yields abundant fruit.
Weeds are the bane of fields, delusion is the bane of mankind.
Therefore, what is offered to those free of delusion yields abundant
Weeds are the bane of fields, desire is the bane of mankind. Therefore,
what is offered to those free of desire yields abundant fruit.