Ayn Rand. Atlas shrugged (№ 404542)

You have never suffered, - said a deathly look, - you have never felt anything, because to feel is only to suffer, there is no joy, there is only suffering and the absence of suffering, only suffering and zero, when you feel nothing, and I suffer , writhing from suffering - this is my purity, my virtue, and you do not writhe, do not complain. You must save me from suffering, cut up your insensitive body in order to patch mine, your cold soul, to rid mine of feelings, and we will reach the highest ideal, triumph over life, zero.