Once upon a time a monk wished to wear chains to mortify his flesh, so he went to visit a holy hermit to get his blessing to do so. The hermit said, “We’ll talk about it,” and set up refreshments.
While they were eating the hermit suddenly hit the visitor hard and knocked him off his chair. The monk stood up in great anger and asked, “What did you do that for?” amongst other choice words.
The hermit made a prostration to him and said, “Forgive me, brother, but if you can’t control you temper, what good will chains do you?”
He who has ears to hear…