Surely you can’t love everybody. Surely some people don’t deserve it. I used to ask my father about this all the time. “I’m not sure what you mean by ‘deserve,’” he’d say. “You love people because they’re people, because they’re human beings. Not necessarily because you enjoy their company, which is one kind of love, but because you recognize they’re inherently worthy. Every person is inherently worthy. I’d argue it’s your obligation, regardless of whether you think it’s your job to decide if they’ve earned it.”
