“The more I detest men individually the more ardent becomes my love for humanity.” – Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov I have been thinking about this quote a lot lately. It’s easy for me to love humanity. It’s easy to feel pity for starving children, or orphans, or those who are poor. It is especiallyContinue reading “Loving Here”
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