What is unhappiness? What does it mean to be unhappy? And can settling into it, breathing it in, enduring its weight upon us until we finally pass through it, actually be the answer to knowing its polar opposite? For Sakaguchi Ango, the answer to this last question would be an emphatic yes. To the first two, it would seem he never gave up the personal quest to find out. In this story, published in 1947 not long before his death, Sakaguchi confronts...