During college Bill and I took a lecture class in the History of Buddhism. It was taught by a rather pedantic professor, and at one point while he was holding forth, Bill turned to me and and whispered, “I gotta know it!“ with a distinctly dubious air. At the end of the semester, we were warned that our final paper should not be about "what Buddhism means to me." I wrote mine on the Bodhisattva ideal, coming up with what I considered an original theory that it represented some kind of clever philosophical workaround (around what, I don't recall). I got a C -- but the kicker was that Bill, already a follower of Chogyam Trungpa, and the future director of what would become America's foremost Buddhist university, Naropa, got... a D!!!