“You want loyalty?” asks the ruthless bond trader in Michael Lewis’s “Liar’s Poker”. “Then get a cocker spaniel.”
All the physical fruits of life are worthless without loyalty, love, affection, caring, friendship. It sums up all that’s wrong with our culture that most of us get more of those values and pleasures from our dogs than from our “friends”.
There are some things which are in a sense infinite. Loving someone doesn’t use up your reserves of love. Rather the opposite in fact.
I’ve just finished reading Charles de Lint’s Spiritwalk which is really rather good. In it he has one of his characters say:
“Our affection for others is the one thing that is an infinite resource. We can never care too much, or for too many.”
But the other thing we have in unlimited amounts is imagination.
I believe it is a writer’s duty to connect those two.