by far there can be no sadder irony, than the fact, that those who we love we respect less than those who we fear (and the reason for this is: if my love is an extension of what is good/feels good; then by nature, it is the emotion of love that feels good – conversely, the emotion of fear feels terrible – so in order to reduce my anxiety I give greater honor (false, but nonetheless) to those I fear – and the solution to this reality is, to fear no-one and love unconditionally)