" It’s my innocence,” he explains. “Your what?” He reiterates, very precisely. “Our problem, Timbo, is my purblind, incurable, omnivorous innocence. I can’t leave life alone. I love it. Its fictions and its facts. I love everybody, all the time. Best of all I love whoever I was speaking to last.” “And the corollary to that?” “And the corollary to that is that you’ve got to be jolly careful what you ask of me. Because I’ll do it. You’re such an eloquent swine. Such a brick. Got to be sparing, follow me? Ration yourself. Don’t take all of me all the time. "

― John le Carré , Our Game