"to be loved for!" he said, his voice grating with mockery and righteousness. "So you think that love is a matter of mathematics, of exchange, of weighing and measuring, like a pound of butter on a grocery counter? I don't want to be loved for anything. I want to be loved for myself-not for anything i do or have or say or think. For myself-not for my body or mind or words or works or actions."- atlas shrugged
so what would your reaction be if someone said that to you?