"Well, anyway," Detective Bode said, " all I know is that the law has been broken, and I am here to serve the law."
"But, my dear boy, you don't eat or drink the law, or sit in the shade of it or warm yourself by it, or wear it or have your being in it. The law exists only to serve."
"Serve what?"
"Why all the many things that are above it. Love."
--Wheeler Catlett (Fidelity by Wendell Berry)
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