Excerpted from Christopher Morley’s A Book of Days: Being a Briefcase packed for his own Pleasure
NOVEMBER 7, SATURDAY 1931
One day Soshi was walking on the bank of a river with a friend. “How delightfully the fishes are enjoying themselves in the water!” exclaimed Soshi. His friend spake to him thus: “You are not a fish; how do you know that the fishes are enjoying themselves?” “You are not myself,” returned Soshi; “how do you know that I do not know that the fishes are enjoying themselves?”
— OKAKURA KAKUZO, The Book of Tea
You tell ‘im, Soshi!
