The iron, once converted into gold by the touch of the philosopher's stone, may be kept under the ground, or thrown into a rubbish heap, but it remains always gold, and will never return to its former condition.
Similar is the case with him who has once touched the feet of the Almighty. Whether he dwells in the bustle of the world, or in the solitude of forests, nothing will ever contaminate him.
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