“You throw your spirit and your anguish into machines and useless competitions, rather than directly confronting your feelings,” Mace said. […] Anakin shook his head, caught between stubbornness and tears. “I don’t know what you want me to say.”
Mace took a shallow breath and closed his eyes. “Look inward, Anakin.”
“I don’t want to,” Anakin said breathlessly, his voice jerking. “I don’t like what I see.”
~ Rogue Planet by Greg Bear