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So I'm just finishing up Waiter Rant and after recent discussions of objectivism and altruism, this chunk struck me:
"I content myself with something I read on a bishop's coat of arms long ago - ' Love is ingenious.' No matter how convoluted the motivations, love's impulses often triumph over our more selfish instincts. Maybe that's the very thing that makes life fit for living."
"I content myself with something I read on a bishop's coat of arms long ago - ' Love is ingenious.' No matter how convoluted the motivations, love's impulses often triumph over our more selfish instincts. Maybe that's the very thing that makes life fit for living."