A younger man has determined to turn out to be a monk and the abbot asks him:
“Are you certain? It’s a really onerous life: you’ll be able to say two phrases each two years”, and he accepts.
Thus two years go and the younger friar says: “Chilly meals”;
one other two years go by and he says: “Learn onerous”,
and so after two years he says once more: “I’m leaving”,
and the abbot: “Go, go forward, you’ve executed nothing however complain!”.
