Quote by Jarod Kintz

To love someone as much as you love yourself, that is the ideal. Especially if that someone is your clone.?

To love someone as much as you love yourself, that is the id

Summary

This quote suggests that the ideal form of love is to care for someone as much as you care for yourself. It highlights the concept of unconditional love, emphasizing the importance of treating others equally and with the same level of compassion and attention that you give yourself. The mention of a clone adds an intriguing element, implying that this level of devotion can extend even to someone who is essentially a duplicate of oneself.

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Humor Funny Love Absurd Clone

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