Oh Harry,” [Gwen] said. “I wish I were a different kind of person.”What kind of person, he wanted to know.”Someone,” she said slowly, “who truly loves life.”He was still looking at her, still cradling his glasses in his left hand. He said, “You’re the kind of person who never stops trying

Oh Harry,” [Gwen] said. “I wish I were a different kind of person.”What kind of person, he wanted to know.”Someone,” she said slowly, “who truly loves life.”He was still looking at her, still cradling his glasses in his left hand. He said, “You’re the kind of person who never stops trying (Elizabeth Hay, Late Nights on Air)