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Man can embody truth but he cannot know it.


井の中の蛙大海を知らず。


[or]

I no naka no kawazu taikai wo shirazu.

[or]

A frog in a well does not know the great sea.




I think that there is something in that for all or us.

Comments

Keitaro said…
"Hi Ezra!?"

When I was a child, my mom often said to me, " Keep away from the stone lantern! " -"Why not?"

Hm... "A frog in a well does not know a bigger well !?" -"Why not?"

I think that I used to come here often about one-two years ago. I remember this snoopy well. ;9 I like your site.
Magpie said…
Wonderful little window into Ezra's world. I love the shot and the quote.
Chuck Pefley said…
Great post again. Love the window view -:)
Maria Verivaki said…
absolutely, and i'd say all cultures probably have their own way of expressing this saying
Roddy said…
I had one of these temples, same size, but stupidly broke it. I do have a smaller one though.
Henry spotted something with more interest than the bloke with the camera. The other kid looks good. You also managed to cut Jens' head off though.
Frogs,frogs, your mother likes frogs.
Hi! Kris,
I wasn't aware of the fact, that you and your family are in Japan.

Well,not until I noticed your blog name and location over there on Nathalie's blog.(I must have missed a post...)

What a nice photograph and once again thought-provoking quote(s).
Thanks, for sharing!
Bai-bai
DeeDee ;-D
Kris McCracken said…
Keitaro, I like that.
Kris McCracken said…
Magpie, he loves it.
Kris McCracken said…
Kiwi, I do like frogs though!
Kris McCracken said…
DeeDee, now I am confused!

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