Unlike love and generosity, which have no intrinsic limits, no finitude other than our own, tolerance is therefore essentially limited, because infinite tolerance would be the end of tolerance.
Tolerating the suffering of others, the injustice of which we are not victims, the horror that spares us, is not tolerance, but selfishness, indifference, or worse. Tolerance is not passivity.
There is no intelligence without freedom of judgement and intolerance of stupidities, as stupidity makes intolerant. That is why we call tolerance what, if we were more lucid, more generous, juster, should be called respect, sympathy or love.
Just as simplicity is the virtue of the wise and wisdom the virtue of the saints, tolerance is wisdom and virtue for those who are neither one thing nor the other.
Small virtue, but necessary. Small wisdom, but accessible.