when i first discovered this , i searched through books , newspapers , the web ? for a full week peter ate nothing , spoke nothing , and did nothing but stand at his sitting-room window or sit in his chair , watching the sun crawl across the floor and then up the wall to the ceiling . you can escape love but you ca n't escape death . `` do n't leave me now , '' he said . maybe you should just let the man finish his first cup of coffee , i suggested . 