Yevgeny Zamyatin — We [1038]

O slowly sagged into her chair—as though her body were melting, evaporating under her unif, and there were only an empty unif and empty eyes that sucked you into their blue emptiness. — Yevgeny Zamyatin, We, 1038

Note

The physical dissolution of a person under the pressure of totalitarian fear is captured through a haunting metaphor of evaporation.