The beggar only smiled.
From that day, he never again called any living thing buta no gotoki — except himself, with a smile, when pride whispered in his ear. buta no gotoki
Sesshin stared at him. “Why help me? I called you worse than a pig.” The beggar only smiled
Sesshin wept. He drank the broth. And in that ruined temple, under a roof that no longer kept out the rain, the master became the student. with a smile