There isn't a simple person anywhere in this world.
It's as if when I open myself up to every perception, things create their own focus.
Some of the smartest men have a hard time comprehending the obvious.
Men are daft around women, incautious and boastful.
You won't even take your bow? Are you planning to throttle a moose with your bare hands, then?" "I've a knife in my boot," she said, and then wondered, for a moment, if she could throttle a moose with her bare hands.
I must stop wishing for things to happen. Because something will happen eventually, and when it does, I'll be bound to wish it hadn't.