Then the gardener stood up, looked at him and said, 
     “And what would that be?”
          Tsu-Gung replied, “You take a wooden lever, 
     weighted at the back and light in front. In this way you 
     can bring up water so quickly that it just gushes out. This 
     is called a draw-well.”
          Then anger rose up in the old man’s face, and he 
     said, “I have heard my teacher say that whoever uses 
     machines does all his work like a machine. He who does 
     his work like a machine grows a heart like a machine, and 
     he who carries the heart of a machine in his breast loses 
     his simplicity. He who has lost his simplicity becomes 
     unsure in the strivings of his soul Uncertainty in the 
     strivings of the soul is something which does not agree 
     with honest sense. It is not that I do not know of such 
     things; I am ashamed to use them.”