As a young boy, there was a brief period when I thought I was a tiger. I felt fleet, powerful, at the centre of things. Then it passed and I drifted into error.
Life is mostly a series of little things. So what I do—cleaning myself, walking out the door, putting my shoes in the closet—is not that important. But how I do all this—that is very important.
Because the way that I do anything is the way I do everything, and the details of my biography are elucidated in the way that I eat.