Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated.
Sometimes the questions are complicated and the answers are simple.
Beware the barrenness of a busy life.
It is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all.
Making the simple complicated is commonplace; making the complicated simple, awesomely simple, that's creativity.
If people do not believe that mathematics is simple, it is only because they do not realize how complicated life is.
Making the simple complicated is commonplace.
Life is simple. Life is not complicated. Life is only one thing: Identify yourself.
Our historic imagination is at best slightly developed. We generalise and idealise the past egregiously. We set up little toys to stand as symbols for centuries and the complicated lives of countless individuals.
That my complicated life could be made so simple was astounding.
The narratives we create in order to justify our actions and choices become in so many ways who we are. They are the things we say back to ourselves to explain our complicated lives. Perhaps the reason you've not yet been able to forgive yourself is that you're still invested in your self-loathing. Perhaps not forgiving yourself is the flip side of your stealing-this-now cycle. Would you be a better or worse person if you forgave yourself for the bad things you did? If you perpetually condemn yourself for being a liar and a thief, does that make you good?
Most people don't have any idea about all the complicated life going on inside a hive. Bees have a secret life we don't know anything about.
Complicated lives and heaps of possessions don’t necessarily bring happiness; in fact, they can bring the opposite.
I remember somebody saying, "I feel really bad for kids growing up around iPads right now. It's just too complicated. Life's too complicated." I think, yeah, but I remember being a kid and holding up a new piece of technology that was made in the '80s and my grandparents going, "Oh, it's too complicated." It didn't seem complicated to me.
Having a very complicated life, or a lot of problems, or a lot of flaws, is always great to play.
I wouldn't say I'm stuck in my adolescence, but I think, like a lot of people, I carry my teen years with me. I feel really in touch with those feelings, and how intense and complicated life seems in those years.
There is such a bias against people who have led successful and/or complicated lives. You know, the divestment of assets, the stripping of all kinds of positions, the sale of stocks. It just becomes very onerous and unnecessary.
Look carefully through all the claims pressing upon you in your complicated life, and decide once and for all what it is that is the one really important and overmastering duty in it, and should be the one dominating aim. Then remember that if you succeed in that, the others, so multifarious, are really no more than the fringe of the garment, and that you need not spend so much anxiety over them, provided that the one most important is faithfully attended to.
Being gay is just one aspect of my very complicated life. I do not wear it on my sleeve.
Brain power improves by brain use, just as our bodily strength grows with exercise. And there is no doubt that a large proportion of the female population, from school days to late middle age, now have very complicated lives indeed.
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