“Desire is sad.”
“She reeks of sadness, of indecision and guilt. And desire, of course. It's even stronger than yours.”
“Sadness does not last forever when we walk in the direction of that which we always desired.”
“How sad, he thought, that desire found new objects but did not abate, that when it came to longing there was no end.”
“Don’t panic, I thought. But already my breathing was faster, shallower. “You mean you can feel happy or sad or—”“Desire.” A barely-there smile.”
“There is nothing else for people to do. They do not think. They feel no passion, no hatred, no sadness; they feel nothing but fear, and a desire to control. So they watch, and poke, and pry.”