Nasreddin Eat My Coat

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Turned away from a feast in his shabby clothes, the Hodja returns in a splendid fur coat and is shown to the place of honor. He dips his sleeve into the dishes, urging, 'Eat, my coat, eat' — for plainly it was the coat, not the man, that was invited. Moral: a world that honors the garment deserves to feed it. — Nasreddin Hodja