From 'The Book of Tea'

From 'The Book of Tea' by Okakura Kakuzo

But when we consider how small after all the cup of human enjoyment is, how soon overflowed with tears, how easily drained to the dregs in our quenchless thirst for infinity, we shall not blame ourselves for making so much of the tea cup.

it is moral geometry, inasmuch as it defines our sense of proportion to the universe.

It is essentially a worship of the Imperfect, as it is a tender attempt to accomplish something possible in this impossible thing we know as life.