Every parent worries for their child, but I do worry that he's all right, and happy and stable, and that I've done the best that I can. He's a good boy - so far so good. But if you're a parent, it doesn't matter if your child is five or 50 - you still worry.
I picked up a man from the street, and he was eaten up alive from worms. Nobody could stand him, and he was smelling so badly. I went to him to clean him, and he asked, 'Why do you do this?' I said, 'Because I love you. '