Elegy.

“There is very evidently one rather terrible hallmark common to all persons who look for God, and apparently with enormous success, in the queerest imaginable places – e.g., in radio announcers, in newspapers, in taxicabs with crooked meters, literally everywhere. (My brother, for the record, had a distracting habit, most of his adult life, of investigating loaded ashtrays with his index finger, clearing all the cigarette ends to the sides – smiling from ear to ear as he did it – as if he expected to see Christ himself curled up cherubically in the middle, and he never looked disappointed.) The hallmark, then, of the advanced religious (and I graciously include in the definition of an ‘advanced religious,’ odious though the phrase is, all Christians on the great Vivekananda’s terms; i.e., ‘See Christ, then you are a Christian; all else is talk’) – the hallmark most commonly identifying this person is that he very frequently behaves like a fool, even an imbecile. It’s a trial to a family that has a real grandee in it if he can’t always be relied on to behave like one.”

— Mr. J. D. Salinger in “Seymour: An Introduction.”