To be loved, love deeply

“The saint is a medicine because he is an antidote. Indeed that is why the saint is often a martyr; he is mistaken for a poison because he is an antidote. He will generally be found restoring the world to sanity by exaggerating whatever the world neglects, which is by no means always the element in every age. Yet each generation seeks its saints by instincts; and he is not what the people want, but rather what the people need. This is surely the very much mistaken meaning of those words to the first saints, ‘Ye are the salt of the earth,’ which caused the Ex-Kaiser to remark with all solemnity that his beefy Germans were the salt of the earth; meaning thereby merely that they were the earth’s beefiest and therefore the best. But salt seasons and preserves beef, not because it is like beef; but because it is unlike it.”