"Though
I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not
love, I have become sounding brass or a clanging cymbal. And
though 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, but 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, but have not love, it profits me nothing."