Writing philosophy papers does something to one's brain. Or maybe even multiple things. In any case, sometimes those things are good. Like you get inspired and a sentence just flies off the tips off your fingers into the lovely word document. I say "inspired" because I don't really believe that I'm smart enough to come up with things like this. Really... it's all God. I can't just think things like this.
"To die for a friend is not contrary to love of God, self, or neighbor; but rather, it can be the highest expression of all three."
I love truth, don't you? Especially when you stumble across it, like a beautiful rose that was hidden around a corner. You walk around the corner and there it is, smack in front of you.
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