“Why do you spurn me to viciousness as much as admiration? Why do your words insult yet invigorate me?” “Why can’t I feel just one thing around you?” I ask. “Why do I feel many things around you?” he replies. “Why do I hear a hundred different words in a single one?” “Why does a single word inspire a hundred different reactions?” “Why the fuck did you block the path?” “Why am I tempted to reveal it?”
