Read the following passage and answer question. Three passions, simple but overwhelmingly strong, have governed my life: the longing for love, the search for knowledge, and unbearable pity for the suffering of mankind. I have sought love, first, because it brings ecstasy-ecstasy so great that I would often have sacrificed all the rest of life for a few hours of joy . I have sought it, next, because it relieves loneliness-that terrible loneliness in which one shivering consciousness looks over the rim of the world into the cold unfathomable lifeless abyss. I have sought it, finally, because in the union of love I have seen, in a mystic miniature, the prefiguring vision of the heaven that saints and poets have imagined. this is what I sought and though it might seem too good for human life, this is what at last -I found. With equal passion I have sought knowledge. I have wished to understand the hearts of men. I have wished to know why the stars shine-- A little of this , but not much, I have achieved. Love and knowledge, as far as they were possible, led upward toward the heavens, But always pity bought me back to earth. Echos of cries of pain reverberate in my heart. Children in famine , victims tortured by oppressors, helpless old people a hated burden to their sons, and the whole world of loneliness poverty and pain make a mockery of what human life should be . I long to alleviate the evil, but I cannot, and too suffer.
To the writer, which one is the strongest passion?
