“I very much disliked their hymns, which I considered to be fifth-rate poems set to sixth-rate music. But as I went on, I saw the great merit of it all… and gradually my conceit began peeling off. I realized that the sixth-rate hymns were, nevertheless, being sung with devotion and benefit by an old saint in elastic-side boots in the opposite pew, and I realized that I wasn’t’ fit to clean those boots. Worshipping together gets us out of our solitary conceit.”

n C.S. Lewis