neighbor.

Love to one's neighbor has the very perfection of the eternal. Is it really perfection belonging to love that its object is the superior, the remarkable, the unique? I should thik that this would be a perfection of the object, and the perfection of the object would evoke a subtle suspicion concerning the perfection of the love. Is it an excellence in your love that it can love only the extraordinary, the rare? I should think it would be a merit belonging to the extraordinary and the rare, and that it is extraordinary and rare, but not a merit of the love for it. Are you not of the same opinion? Have you never meditate upon God's love? if it were love's merit to love the extraordinary, the God would be--if I dare say so---perplexed, for to him the extraordinary does not exist at all. The merit of being able to love only the extraordinary is therefore more like an accusation, not against the extraordinary nor against love, but against the love which can love love only the extraordinary.

-Soren Kierkegaard