I'm into yoga, I meditate all the time, I'm vegetarian.

Say I feel all sad and self-indulgent, then get stung by a wasp, my misery feels quite abstract and I long just to be in spiritual pain once more - 'damn you tiny assassin, clad in yellow and black, how I crave my former innocence where melancholy was my only trial'.

When you're married, it's one person. That's one more than a monk. It's not that different.

If you have no brothers and sisters it defines you for life; even when you're thirty you refer to yourself as an only child.

I thought I was promiscuous, but it turns out I was just thorough.

I'm into yoga, I meditate all the time, I'm vegetarian.

Our social and economic systems are so devoid of humanity and love.