scraped down to nothing

I really want simplicity. I really want only what is most hard-boiled and elementary. I try to let my mind broaden, but then find I prefer the forest to the plains, the caves to the mountains. Empathy is not in my nature.

This is all fine and good. But here is the problem: what do I do with all the time I have left over?

Alas, I may have to delve into the world of action and events. Let no one forget that the foregoing has only to do with my interior life.