Great Metaphor

I want to share a great metaphor from Roshi Hogan's Pure Mountain Tao. It really spoke to me!

A bench cushion is squeezed down when one sits upon it, but it soon resumes its original shape when the pressure is removed. So it is with worldly men. They are full of religious sentiments, so long as they hear religious talks; but no sooner do they enter into the daily routine of the world, than they forget all those high and noble thoughts, and become as impure as before. Or there are those that enjoy listening to a talk, but once the talk runs longer than they thought it would, they are rattling their keys and shifting around in their seats; anxious to leave. Such people have no connection with the Tao.