“The tragedy of the world is that the echo is mistaken for
the Original shout. When our back is to the breathtaking
beauty of God, we cast a shadow on the earth and fall in
love with it. But it does not satisfy. The books or the
music in which we thought the beauty was located will
betray us if we trust them…For they are not the thing
itself; they are only the scent of a flower we have not
found, the echo of a tune we have not heard, news from a
country we have never yet visited.”
—John Piper, The
Dangerous Duty of Delight
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