"Though I speak with the tongues of men and angels, and have not love, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.
And thought I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not love, I am nothing.
And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, and have not love, it profiteth me nothing."
1 Corinthians 13:1-3
Sometimes the Bible is just pretty.