So we plod along, more or less in the dark, more or less humiliated by the dreary quality of our prayer, our worship by turns inane and trivial, our sense of the holy vitiated, distracted, grown distempered. Preachers of an American pseudo-gospel and the tempests of a secular culture, by turns enticing and brutal, all but swamp us.
— Daniel Berrigan, Isaiah: Spirit of Courage, Gift of Tears, 60
