Here is a more refined definition: complacent love with regard to one’s nation is a kind of self-love in which one delights in the totality of himself—a totality that extends to people and place. One might appropriately call it “complacent self-love.” In other words, among these people and in this place, one encounters himself, for a part of himself (phenomenologically speaking) is invested here. The delight in people and place is simultaneously a self-delight.
