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One morning after a pleasant fall of snow I sent a letter to someone with whom I had business, but failed to mention the snow. The reply was amusing: ‘Do you suppose that I shall take any notice of what someone says who is so perverse that he writes a letter without a word of inquiry about how I am enjoying the snow? I am most disappointed in you.’ Now that the author of that letter is dead, even so trivial an incident sticks in my mind.
Kenko ca. 1330
via michael sokolowski
