No, I don’t mean love, when I say patriotism. I mean fear. The fear of the other. And its expressions are political, not poetical: hate, rivalry, aggression. It grows in us, that fear. It grows in us year by year. We’ve followed our road too far.

Therem Harth rem ir Estraven, Prime Minister of Karhide

The Left Hand of Darkness. Ursula K. LeGuin