And where love ends, hate begins - Leo Tolstoy

The only thing that we know is that we know nothing — and that is the highest flight of human wisdom.

Aesthetic theories arose one hundred fifty years ago among the wealthy classes of the Christian European world. ...And notwithstanding its obvious insolidity, nobody else's theory so pleased the cultured crowd or was accepted so readily and with such absence of criticism. It so suited the people of the upper classes that to this day, notwithstanding its entirely fantastic character and the arbitrary nature of its assertions, it is repeated by the educated and uneducated as though it were something indubitable and self-evident.

Respect is an invention of people who want to cover up the empty place where love should be.