Homage to the Blessed One, the Worthy One, the Perfectly Enlightened One

The Collection of the Numerical Discourses

The Book of the Ones

1.

The Chapter on Material Form and So Forth

1. Thus have I heard - On one occasion the Blessed One was dwelling at Sāvatthī in Jeta's Grove, Anāthapiṇḍika's park. There the Blessed One addressed the monks - "Monks." "Venerable sir," those monks assented to the Blessed One. The Blessed One said this -

"I do not, monks, perceive any other single form that so obsesses a man's mind as this, monks, a woman's form. A woman's form, monks, remains obsessing a man's mind." The first.

2. "I do not, monks, perceive any other single sound that so obsesses a man's mind as this, monks, a woman's sound. A woman's sound, monks, remains obsessing a man's mind." The second.

3. "I do not, monks, perceive any other single odour that so obsesses a man's mind as this, monks, a woman's odour. A woman's odour, monks, remains obsessing a man's mind." The third.

4. "I do not, monks, perceive any other single flavour that so obsesses a man's mind as this, monks, a woman's flavour. A woman's flavour, monks, remains obsessing a man's mind." The fourth.

5. "I do not, monks, perceive any other single tangible object that so obsesses a man's mind as this, monks, a woman's touch. A woman's touch, monks, remains obsessing a man's mind." The fifth.

6. "I do not, monks, perceive any other single form that so obsesses a woman's mind as this, monks, a man's form. A man's form, monks, remains obsessing a woman's mind." The sixth.

7. "I do not, monks, perceive any other single sound that so obsesses a woman's mind as this, monks, a man's sound. A man's sound, monks, remains obsessing a woman's mind." The seventh.

8. "I do not, monks, perceive any other single odour that so obsesses a woman's mind as this, monks, a man's odour. A man's odour, monks, remains obsessing a woman's mind." The eighth.

9. "I do not, monks, perceive any other single flavour that so obsesses a woman's mind as this, monks, a man's flavour. A man's flavour, monks, remains obsessing a woman's mind." The ninth.

10. "I do not, monks, perceive any other single tangible object that so obsesses a woman's mind as this, monks, a man's touch. A man's touch, monks, remains obsessing a woman's mind." The tenth.

The Chapter on Matter and so on is the first.