And so, as Kinsmen, met a Night —
We talked between the Rooms -
Until the Moss had reached our lips -
And covered up - Our names -

-Emily Dickinson-
2/2

Courts adieu, and all delights,
All bewitching appetites.
Sweetest breath and clearest eye
Like perfumes go out and die;
Vain the ambitión of kings
Who seek by trophies and dead things
To leave a living name behind,
And weave but nets to catch the wind.
-John Webster-
2/2

Since we can omit these acts of attention without anybody noticing, and because each of the acts involves a great deal of rigor, it is easy and common to slight them.

-Eugene H. Peterson- 3/3

It doesn’t take many years in this business to realize that we can conduct a fairly respectable pastoral ministry without giving much more than ceremonial attention to God. 2/3