"Adore" is something you'd think no male of Anglo-Saxon descent should ever do,

but, apart from false idols, there are many things, and personnages, that no other word will serve to convey our great liking for, or allegiance to. One doesn't "like" (or even "love") Boccherini quintets, or the Swedish "Gustavian" style of furniture and interior decoration, or the essays of Ralph Waldo Emerson--one adores them.