I must have read Robinson Crusoe four or five times and Swiss Family Robinson and Treasure Island, all of Stevenson. A book called Ship’s Monkey about a ship off to Borneo, and books about American Indians. I really taught myself to read because there was a book about Indians with pictures, a lot of pictures of Indians, and it was a children’s book, but it had a text at the bottom of each page and I couldn’t read the text. So I asked word by word what the words were until I could read the book about the Indians because I wanted to live in a place like the place they lived in, in the woods. So that taught — it was two things, I mean learning to read, because of a fascination with people who didn’t read and write, that’s sort of interesting. And realizing that early that I really wanted to live not in a city, but in the forest.