To the best of my recollection, I did not invent the story that follows. Though I have reached an age at which even the best of my recollection isn’t terribly good, so I cannot recall where I actually did hear it.

In ancient China there was a Taoist Adept whose commitment to knowing the Way was unsurpassed. He practiced arcane arts and strange disciplines without fail for years and years until at last he had achieved such a state of perfect equilibrium with his natural surroundings that he was able to walk on water. Filled with excitement at this achievement, he summoned his Master and demonstrated this extraordinary ability. Instead of being astonished or praising the Adept, the Master merely turned aside and shook his head sadly. “Oh my son,” he said, “why do you bother with such foolishness when only a hundred yards downstream Old Ling the Ferryman would have been happy to carry you across the river for a few pennies.”

This charming anecdote might be about many things, but I myself happen to think that it is best told to anyone contemplating entry into a romantic relationship.