I have legs of iron, but to tell you the truth, they're starting to rust and buckle a bit.
Death doesn't frighten me; now I can think peacefully of ending a long life.
My sight is bad, my hearing is bad, I feel bad, but I don't suffer, I don't complain.
I didn't like mundane life.
I'm not afraid of anything.
I'm interested in everthing but passionate about nothing.