"You know", Kate says, pouring herself more wine, less judiciously this time, "People think that love is what’s best in each of us, our capacity to love, our need for love. They think love is like God, and they worship their own feelings of love, which is really just narcissism masquerading as spirituality. You understand? If we say that God is love, then we can say that love is God, and that gives us the right to all these chaotic, needy, lusting, insane feelings inside of ourselves. We can call it love, and from there it’s just a hop, skip, and a jump to calling it God. But here's a thought. What if God isn’t love? And love isn’t God? What if all those emotions we call love turn out to be what's really worst in us, what if its all the firings of the foulest, most primitive part of the back brain, what if its just as savage and selfish as rage, greed, or lust?"
- 'A Ship Made Of Paper' Scott Spencer
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