<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=528054" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Too Concerned with Self</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">People are too concerned <br>with self, said Father Higgs. <br>His aged face as if hewn from <br>Rock, sat before you on broad </div><div style="margin:10px 0">shoulders, the lips labouring <br>with the words. Too much <br>worried how self will feel, <br>how self will benefit. He </div><div style="margin:10px 0">hunched forward, his large <br>eyes moving over you like <br>tired slugs. The symbol of <br>the cross, he said with a </div><div style="margin:10px 0">movement of his head, is to <br>cut through the I, the sign <br>of the self. You noticed one <br>high brow, grey, larger than </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the other, hair in nose like <br>insects in hiding. He breathed <br>out deeply. Self denial is <br>the essence of the message </div><div style="margin:10px 0">of Christ, he said, a left <br>inclination of his head, his <br>teeth (not his own) large <br>and discoloured. You wanted </div><div style="margin:10px 0">to ask questions, but he raised <br>a hand. The word I is stated <br>too often in conversations, <br>he said, or self too much </div><div style="margin:10px 0">brought in as myself or herself <br>or himself or such as may be <br>used in talk. You understood <br>this was his way of lecturing. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">His black monastic habit was <br>stained about the neck by food <br>or dribble or dried up phlegm. <br>We ought to be concerned with </div><div style="margin:10px 0">others, he stated, wheezing, face <br>reddening, eyes enlarging. Where <br>is my inhaler? he wheezed, I really <br>must be off, this smoker's cough, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">my poor old lungs, must get myself <br>a stronger inhaler and he was off, <br>out of the common room he had <br>caught you in some hour back. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">All you saw was his hand and inhaler <br>and departing monastic habit of black.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Terry+Collett">Terry Collett</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=528054" data-title="Too Concerned with Self de Terry Collett" data-description="People are too concerned with self, said Father Higgs. His aged face as if hewn from Rock, sat before you on broad shoulders, the lips labouring with the words. Too much worried how self will feel, how self will benefit. He hunched forwa..."></div> </div> </div>

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