Quote:I can give you truth all day without showing you love.
What is truth? What is love? (Baby don't hurt me, don't hurt me no more.)
Do we mean these terms in only the most quotidian, prosaic sense, or do we mean something deeper, and possibly considerably more ambiguous?
What about the love of truth?
It's hypothetically possible that I might not be entirely truthful (in a prosaic sense) with someone I love, but can I be truthful at all with someone I don't love, with someone I am entirely indifferent to? Why would I even bother? Are we ever truly indifferent to anyone? Do we want to be? (I don't: I try to love everyone, but some people make the effort quite difficult.)
Is lying about something that's none of someone's business in the first place even a real lie?
Philosophy is questions without answers. Religion is answers that cannot be questioned.