"Underneath it all, there is a longing, a deep urge, a need.   It is a constant longing, always there like a man's very thoughts.   As long as he breathes, it will be with him.  He cannot change it.  He wouldn't change it even if he could.   Even the longing itself is of greater worth than most other things in life.   It is the longing for his own kind, a longing for that which has created within him the very thing that he is."