"To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow, Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow; a poor player,...

"Given [her] enthusiasm and good will, there didn't seem to be any way I could turn [her] down." Paul Auster - Auggie Wren's Christmas Story (L. aurait pu l'écrire.)