"There are certain things that we cannot help not liking. Some people do not like olives. I do not like chicken. Every five years I announce that over the radio and television, so that when I am invited out, I will not get the chicken for dinner. Time is pressing too quickly to tell you why, except that it has to do with being served too much chicken on a famr during summer vacation as a boy. I had to wring a chicken's neck every noon.
You may not like medicine, but your will commands you to take it for the good of your health. You may not like somebody, but you can still love him, because loving is a duty; it is good for your soul, and it also glorifies God. If you do an injury to someone you do not like, you will dislike him still more; if you do a favor to someone you do not like, you will love him more.
'Love thy neighbor.' The neighbor is the person next door. The neighobr is my other-self. The neighbor is a person you meet. The neighbor is the touchstone and test for determining whether I am selfish. Our Blessed Lord did not say, 'Love your friends'; love those who love you', for there is no reward in that. But 'Love your neighbor.'
When women are out shopping, the neighbor is the lady who pulls the dress out of your hand when you want to buy it. When you and someone else run to get a seat on the bus, the other person is the neighbor. When you are driving in traffic, the one who cuts left from the far lane is your neighbor. The neighbor is the one who steps on your toes in the subway; the neighbor is the one who comes to a meeting or conference with you, is very nice to your face, but when the meeting is over, runs a knife into your back.
Our Lord never said, 'Love humanity.' It is too vague and allows the individual to escape. Lovers of 'humanity' or 'the people' often vicariously enjoy the fruits of an idealistic worship, which in the individual instance they make a mockery. It is not unknown that lovers of the brotherhood of without the Fatherhood of God pay their maids seventeen dollars a week."