「 Flowers, if you were in the land of the Mikado, you might some time meet a dread personage armed with scissors and a tiny saw.
He would call himself a Master of Flowers.
He would claim the rights of a doctor and you would instictively hate him, for you know a doctor always seeks to prolong the troubles of his victims.
He would cut, bend, and twist you into those impossible positions which he thinks it proper that you should assume.
He would contort your muscles and dislocate your bones like any osteopath.
He wold burn you with red-hot coals to stop your bleeding, and thrust wires into you to assist your circulation.
He would diret you with salt, vinegar, alum, and somethimes, vitriol.
Boiling water would be poured on your feet when you seemed ready to faint.
It would be his boast that he could keep life within you for two or more weeks longer than would have been possible without his treatment.
Would not have prefferred to have been killed at once when you were fist captured ?
What were the crimes you must have committed during your past incarnation to warrant such punishment as this ? 」
(From the Book of Tea , Flowers, pp.92-93, Charles E. Tuttle Co., Rutland, Vermont, Tokyo, Japan)
You must pay attention to the flowers as if they are your loves.
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