The Buddhist version of poverty is a situation where you have nothing to contribute.

I cut down trees, I skip and jump, I like to press wild flowers. I put on women's clothing and hang around in bars.

In the absence of fear there is little faith.

I saw novelists as being admirable people and I thought... I thought... maybe, one day, I could be one of them.

I'm aware that, if you feel down, it can be strangely unrelated to circumstances around you. That's just the way life is.

All I ask of food is that it doesn't harm me.

I will die, but not retire.