Osamu Dazai. Confessions of an "inferior" person (№ 91422)

When people ask me what I want, but then suddenly ceases to want anything. "Still there is nothing that would please me", flashes in mind in such cases. At the same time, I could never refuse a gift, even if I didn't like. Cut "not necessary" I could not; and if the thing even liked me, in the end, felt only a terrible bitterness, as if it had purchased stolen goods; but still the irrational fear haunted me. In short, to solve this alternative, I was not able to. At the end of life this trait of my character began to seem to me an essential factor in my shameful existence.