I went to pay my last respects to my aunt, who has cancer.

And, dear miss, you won’t harry me and storm at me, will you? because you seem to swell so tall as a lion then, and it frightens me! Do you know, I fancy you would be a match for any man when you are in one o’ your takings.

Voltaire and Rousseau died in 1778, d'Alembert in 1783, and Diderot in 1784, while leading salonnières Mesdames du Deffand and d'Épinay passed away in 1780 and 1783. Beneath this sombre necrology, important shifts were occurring in the workings of the public sphere and in the sites in which opinion was constructed.

She was the girl, I know that now. But I pushed her away. So, I've spent every day since then chasing Amy… so to speak.