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poliphiloThe old abbot was handing over control of the monastery to his successor. "Take this book," he said. "Generations of masters have written in it."
"Keep it," said his pupil. "You taught me without words, so what do I want with a book?"
"Take it as a symbol of all you have learned," said the master and pressed it into his hands.
His pupil threw it straight into the fire.
The abbot lost his temper for the first time anyone could remember."What are you doing?" he yelled.
And the new abbot replied calmly, "What are you saying?"
"Keep it," said his pupil. "You taught me without words, so what do I want with a book?"
"Take it as a symbol of all you have learned," said the master and pressed it into his hands.
His pupil threw it straight into the fire.
The abbot lost his temper for the first time anyone could remember."What are you doing?" he yelled.
And the new abbot replied calmly, "What are you saying?"
