Hieronymus Bosch
There has to be a way to some kind of extension beyond the extension of the heart. What needs to stitch it together? Golden threads via God or silk threads via the extension of the wing of a butterfly. There are those people who just do not have empathy and those who do. And there are people who embroider silk thread on divine cloth and those who tend the garden. Why are we supposed to work for God? Why can he be the one who tells us what to do in our hearts? Probably because he knows more than us.
