Humanistic love will not serve. As long as we believe that we hate no one, that we are merciful, that we are kind by our very nature, we deceive ourselves; our hatred us merely smoldering under the gray ashes of complacent optimism. We are apparently at peace with everyone because we think we are worthy. We have lost the capacity to face the question of unworthiness at all. But when we are delivered by the mercy of God, the question no longer has meaning,  Thomas Merton, New Seeds of Contemplation