You appear to have everything." "Do I?
Well, that twists the sentence backward.

Shall we say that the attainable is the undesirable ?" "Surely not.

Can you have ceased already to desire these lovely things?
Could that piece of tapestry lose its charm for you, or that Spanish desk, or those English prints, or the old morocco of that binding?
Do you feel that the colours in that brocade at your back could ever become meaningless ?" "I am not sure.

Wouldn't it be possible to look at it while you were seeing something else, something so drab that it would take the colour out of all beauty ?" She was looking at him over the tea-table, and while she asked the question she raised a lump of sugar in the quaint old sugar tongs she had brought home from Florence.
He shook his head.

"I am denied sugar.