Mario, the Bolex, and Avril on sadness (p. 769)
‘Though of course the sun would leave my sky if I couldn’t assume you’d simply come and tell me you were sad. There would be no need for intuition about it.’
Context
Avril's exit from the conversation: sadness in her sons defined as impossible, since they'd simply come tell her — the trust-ideology foreclosing the very detection Mario is asking her to teach. The practical mechanism of the essay's diagnosis that she "hears her own echoes inside him and thinks what she hears is him."