It was evident he was in one of his moods.
"If only somebody loved me!" he complained.

"If only somebody loved me I should be all right.

I'm going to pieces." He sat up and peered into the faces of the women.
"But we ALL love you," said Josephine, laughing uneasily.

"Why aren't you satisfied ?" "I'm not satisfied.

I'm not satisfied," murmured Jim.
"Would you like to be wrapped in swaddling bands and laid at the breast ?" asked Lilly, disagreeably.
Jim opened his mouth in a grin, and gazed long and malevolently at his questioner.
"Yes," he said.