I only wanted to suggest that to you that self-sacrifice is a passion so overwhelming that beside it even lust and hunger are trifling. It whirls its victim to destruction in the higest affirmation of his personality. The object doesn’t matter; it may be worthwhile or worthless. No wine is so intoxicating, no love so shattering, no vice so compelling. When he sacrifices himself man for a moment is greater than God, for how can God, infinite and omnipotent, sacrifice himself? At best he can sacrifice his only begotten son.
William Somerset Maugham, Razor’s Edge.