To be loved for what one is, is the greatest exception. The great majority love in others only what they lend him, their own selves, their version of him.

Nothing is more revolting than the majority; for it consists of few vigorous predecessors, of knaves who accommodate themselves, of weak people who assimilate themselves, and the mass that toddles after them without knowing in the least what it wants

Few are open to conviction, but the majority of men are open to persuasion

If I love you, what business is it of yours?

We are shaped and fashioned by what we love.

If I love you, what does that matter to you!