In human character, simplicity doesn't exist except among simpletons.

“Nobody knew my rose of the world but me... I had too much glory. They don't wan…”

“I can't stand a naked light bulb, any more than I can a rude remark or a vulgar…”

“I think that hate is a feeling that can only exist where there is no understand…”

“Most people's lives—what are they but trails of debris, each day more debris, m…”