From early this morning, a simpler thought on duty and love that seems to demonstrate their interrelated importance: Duty is like purpose, and love like meaning. Purpose alone is a fine book that says little; meaning alone is a beautiful thought never written.
I don’t know if there is really a “true” way to look at the world. But there are ways to imagine things that produce different feelings in our hearts, and from those, different actions. What leads to the best outcome for each individual: is that all we can know of the best way to see?