A saint who is an artist, for example, continues to be a saint once she puts down the implements of her artistry, and allows her attention to go elsewhere. But an artist who has no sanctity, or who is, let us say, conventionally ‘good,’ or, even more to the point, is neither ‘good’ nor ‘bad,’ but merely a person of ordinary mettle who happens to be gifted artistically, once she puts down those implements, and is no longer practicing her art, resumes the habits of her moral ordinariness, and cannot be distinguished, spiritually, from the sea of men and women into which she disappears.