"I do nothing any longer. I hear Chagall is still able to paint. But I do nothing. The eyes do not see. The legs will not stand. The hands refuse to work. Only the ears are still able to hear. No matter. I have done what I was put here to do. I have a right to my fatigue. It is an earned fatigue."
-Jacob Kahn, "The Gift of Asher Lev"
I only hope, at the end of my life, my fatigue will be an earned one.