The poor disgust us because they are us, shorn of our illusions. They show us what we'd look like without our fine clothes. How'd we smell without perfume
The notion that we're all equal in the eyes of the Seven doesn't sit well with some, so they belittle me
The love between a man and wife is sacred. It reflects the love the gods have for all of us
I found that the more work I put into my shoes, the more people wanted them