I am silent with the angry,
Patient with the ignorant.
So as to quell strife.
I am cool, free of haste,
Knowing the outcome, expecting what comes.
I am a speaker in situations of strife,
One who knows which phrase causes anger.
I am friendly when I hear my name
To him who would tell me (his) concern.
I am controlled, kind, friendly,
One who calms the weeper with good words.
I am one bright-faced to his client,
Beneficent to his equal.
I am a straight one in his lord's house,
Who knows flattery when it is spoken,
I am bright-faced, open-handed,
An owner of food who does not cover his face.
I am a friend of the poor,
One well-disposed to the have-not.
I am one who feeds the hungry in need,
Who is open-handed to the pauper.

I am simple, complex, generous, selfish, unattractive, beautiful, lazy, and driven.

I am simply a fairly typical product of a movable sensibility, living and working in a world that is itself increasingly small and increasingly mongrel. I am a multinational soul on a multinational globe on which more and more countries are as polyglot and restless as airports. Taking planes seems as natural to me as picking up the phone or going to school. I fold up my self and carry it around as if it were an overnight bag.

I am simply a pilgrim beginning the last leg of his pilgrimage on this earth.

I am simply an agnostic. I haven't yet had time or opportunity to explore the universe, and I don't know what I might run on to in some nook or corner.

I am simply content to find myself always imperfect, and in this I find my joy. Good deeds count as nothing, if done without love.

I am simply impressed by the unexpected insights which shower down on me when my job is to imagine, as contrasted with the woodenly familiar ideas which clutter my desk when my job is to tell the truth.

I am simply looking for a companion with whom to spend my days, a companion who will cherish as much as I the stupidity of living in the moment, and spend every dull, amazing second with me.

I am simply not interested in the pots and pans affair, and neither can I bring myself to be interested in the same. I have such great cooks in the family that I would rather manage the other affairs and leave the kitchen to those who know it best.

I am simply not interested, at this point, in creating narrative scenes between characters.

I am simply not such a slave to my vanity, and I don't want to be, because as you get older you really have to start accepting the inevitable.

I am simply the most conspicuous part of a large, thoroughly dedicated and professional staff that extends from just behind these cameras, across this country and around the world, in too many instances, in places of grave danger and personal hardship. They're family to me.

I am simply the very best sports entertainer.

I am simply trying to struggle through life trying to do God's bidding.

I am simply trying to struggle through life; trying to do God's bidding.

I am simultaneously and contradictorily both happy and unhappy: 'to succeed' or 'to fail' have for me only ephemeral, contingent meanings (this does not stop my desires and sorrows from being violent ones); what impels me, secretly and obstinately, is not tactical: I accept and I affirm, irrespective of the true and the false, of success and failure; I am withdrawn from all finality, I live according to chance.

I am sincere, ma petite, even when I lie.

I am singing a genre of music that people are very protective of. I am being compared to the greatest vocalist of all time.

I am singing now while Rome burns.