Sometimes, in the middle of the night I wake up and think... I feel that I am like everyone else, that I have my good and my bad things and that I am neither better nor worse than others but like everyone... So purely and simply like the rest of humanity. Have you ever had that awful feeling?
I think that if I ever have kids, and they are upset, I won’t tell them that people are starving in China or anything like that because it wouldn’t change the fact that they were upset. And even if somebody else has it much worse, that doesn’t really change the fact that you have what you have.