This is one of the books that himself bought back from LA for me. Mind you, he read it first - for some reason this is the book that he picked to read waiting in the airport and finished in the days after he got home (once the flu had subsided and he could mind you!) And I can see why he sat down and read it - I managed over 100 pages last night and really only gave up when I couldn't keep my eyes open for another minute.
"At fifty the good Buddhist takes to the road, leaving all his belongings behind. His sole possession is a begging bowl. That's fine. That's how it should be, and that's probably how one ought to roam the world for the rest of one's days. My problem was, there were four million dollars in my begging bowl and the Mafia were after me. It was their money. They wanted it back, and they also wanted the girl, the woman, who was with me: Sonia Kovalevskaya."