This is same man (Suketomo Kyo), who was once taking shelter from the rain in the gate of To-ji Temple, where there were gathered together many cripples with twisted arms and distorted legs bent backwards. Noting their various peculiar deformities he thought, 'These are all very strange freaks, and are certainly well worth preserving.' But, when he looked at them more closely, he soon lost all pleasure in them and, regarding them as ugly and vile, thought, 'Surely there can be nothing better than the unusual upright form.' So on his return home, his well-loved little trees, which he had collected and carefully trained into queer shapes to make his eyes glad, from that time forth no longer gave him any pleasure; for he felt that to love them was like loving those cripples. Accordingly, he dug up and threw away all his dwarf trees that he had cultivated in little pots.
この人、東寺の門に雨宿りせられたりけるに、かたは者どもの集まりゐたるが、手も足もねぢゆがみ、うちかへりて、いづくも不具に異様なるを見て、とりどりにたぐひなき曲者なり、もつとも愛するに足れりと思ひて、まもり給ひけるほどに、やがてその興つきて、見にくく、いぶせく覚えければ、ただすなほに珍しからぬ物にはしかずと思ひて、帰りて後、この間、植木を好みて、異様に曲折あるを求めて目を喜ばしめつるは、かのかたはを愛するなりけりと、興なく覚えければ、鉢に植ゑられける木ども、皆掘り捨てられにけり。