A friend recently had this quote as his gtalk status. I haven’t read the book, but it looks intriguing.
There is a hiatus between the arena of the young theologian’s actual spiritual growth and what he already knows intellectually about this arena. So, to speak, he has been fitted, like a country boy, with breeches that are too big, into which he must still grow up in the same way that one who is to be confirmed must also still grow into the long trousers of the Catechism. Meanwhile, they hang loosely around his body, and this ludicrous sight of course is not beautiful.