"Sam liked only the trampoline and nothing else. There were dolphin rides, but he sensed their cruelty. “They speak a language,” he said. “We shouldn’t ride them.”
“They look happy,” Kit said.
Sam studied her with a seriousness from some sweet beyond. “They look happy so you won’t kill them.”
“You think so?”
“If dolphins tasted good,” he said, “we wouldn’t even know about their language.” That the intelligence in a thing could undermine your appetite for it. That yumminess obscured the mind of the yummy as well as the mind of the yummer. That deliciousness resulted in decapitation. That you could understand something only if you did not desire it. How did he know such things already?"
from "Paper Losses" by Lorrie Moore
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