I would like money and I want to build a beautiful house where I’d wake every morning and open the doors to my terrace and go out and inhale the lovely scent of flowers and then make a nice breakfast. And in my big house I want to have my friends, I don’t want to be alone and I’d like to have all the time in the world and I want to treat everyone to everything.

They want to move in, they want to get married, they want kids, they want to take care of my things, they want to throw out my books, newspapers, they think I should get new clothes, new glasses, new shoes. They want to change me, but I don’t want to change. I throw them out instead.