“Life is complicated. You don't only have two simple choices: drunk or teetotaler; saint or sinner. It's more complicated than that.”
“Life isn't complicated. It's very simple, really. It's us who make it complicated.”
“Contrary to what we've been told, life is simple. We complicate matters with our choices.”
“Simple is good," he said. "I've lived through complicated. Complicated hurts. Simple sustains you. Complicated makes you hungry for simple.”
“Death is simple. Life is messy. Give me life, the more complicated the better.”
“„This is what people do here?”„It's a little more complicated than that.”„Everything seems complicated here,” he grumbled.„That"s life,” I laughed. „Life is complicated.”„And that's good?”I nodded. „That's good.”