What Girl Wouldn’t Want Loved For Her Personality?

In Shakespeare’s “Sonnet CXXX: My Mistress’ Eyes are Nothing like the Sun,” the lines, “And in some perfumes is there more delight/Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks” (7-8), certainly apply to one’s senses.  As if it’s not bad enough to have a homely mistress, her breath stinks too!  But, I really like this poem and always have.  The speaker accepts his mistress for who she is and doesn’t care about her beauty (or lack thereof).  Beauty is a fleeting thing that can disappear with sickness or age, but this speaker loves his mistress for one thing: who she is.  What girl wouldn’t want to be loved for the most important reason?