Aside from the obvious, Francesca, what do you want in return for supplying information?†Bones asked, getting back to the subject. “You to take me,†she replied at once. “Not gonna happen!†I spat, squeezing him possessively. Three sets of widened eyes fixed on me. That’s when I realized that what I had a firm grip on was no longer his hand.
The stoical scheme of supplying our wants by lopping off our desires, is like cutting off our feet when we want shoes.