“There are several kinds of love. One is a selfish,
mean, grasping, egotistical thing which uses love for self-importance. This is
the ugly and crippling kind. The other is an outpouring of everything good in
you -- of kindness and consideration and respect -- not only the social respect
of manners but the greater respect which is recognition of another person as
unique and valuable. The first kind can make you sick and small and weak but
the second can release in you strength, and courage and goodness and even
wisdom you didn't know you had.”—John Steinbeck, in a letter of November 10,
1958, to his son Thom, in Steinbeck: A Life in Letters, edited by Elaine
Steinbeck and Robert Wallsten (1989)
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