He doesn't see that people hate the rules! Under the surface, people dream of blasting through the rules! That's why they buy big, fast cars! Even if they'll never go up to 150 mph - they tell themselves that some day they might! They might!
He felt like he'd been initiated into a secret cult - a group of people who outwardly looked like everybody else, but who concealed a miraculous secret: they were in love.
I suppose that's what everybody wants, isn't it. To be like everybody else. But nobody is like everybody else. That's the one thing we have in common.
We're all different, but we all think everyone else is the same.