All of a sudden it didn't bother me not being modern.
I like the simple things. I don't know why. I'm that way. I came from a simple place.
Naked I seek the camp of those who desire nothing.
Love of the simple is all that I need, I've no time for schism or lovers of greed.
Happy he whoe'er, content with the common lot, with safe breeze hugs the shore, and, fearing to trust his skiff to the wider sea, with unambitious oar keeps close to the land.
It needs a good deal of philosophy not to be mortified by the thought of persons who have voluntarily abandoned everything that for the most of us makes life worth living and are devoid of envy of what they have missed. I have never made up my mind whether they are fools or wise men.
Man does not by nature wish to earn more and more money.
The truth is, until you know any different, the island is enough. Actually, I know different. And it's still enough.
