He had pet peeves and wasn't bashful about listing them.
He received inka and did nothing with it.
He begged food.
He played with the kids.
(Sometimes he played with the kids and forgot to beg food!)
He was talented but didn't make much ado about it.
He was guileless.
He could hang with the locals.
He could hang by himself.
He gave the thieves everything he could (too bad about the moon...)
But most of all, he rode that finest of lines where the distinction between insight and foolish simplicity shows itself to be no distinction at all. And for that example I am most grateful, even if I scarcely live up to it.