This irreducible gap between the being of the object and the aura of meaning which renders it subjectively significant as an object-value renders desire necessarily misapprehensible.

That paper-doll mother was still mirating at her own flesh and blood having lice. Rosacoke smiled and thought, That is the one funny thing since Heywood Betts and his Honolulu shirt.

If they do, all they'll find are hunks of metal, Patrick said woodenly.

Let's sit down and discuss this rationally.