“My husband admired people with conviction, people who could firmly differentiate between yes and no . . my husband was incapable of saying no, he always agreed to everything, whenever anybody came over and invited
him to the pub he was a pushover, even if he didn't want to go, he promised to write something with respect to their conversation, promised to make an appearance somewhere he'd rather not be, but my husband had no conviction, all he had was a feeling of guilt, and the fact he agreed to everything was his way of asking to be forgiven for even existing at all ...”