One More Thing - Pg 84 : Sophia

   I laughed, to try to make her laugh, and said that she had said that she had only one more thing to say.
   "Yes!" she said. "That's what I was trying to say before! There's always going to be one more thing. Because that's what infinite feels like. And the difference between love and everything else is that it's infinite, it's built out of something infinite, or it feels like it is, anyway, which is the same thing to us. Or to you, and to simulations like me--I know what I am. But you can't see it, because to you everything is infinite. You think a million billion more things will come your way, a million billion more versions of everything. But no, everything that actually causes that infinite feeling, the circumstances of every infinite feeling, is so, so finite. And I know you can feel this. I mean, if I can, you can!" She laughed, desperately. "If I can? Come on! I'm a robot! If I can feel this, you can feel this! You can feel this."