Long human words (the longer the better) were easy, unmistakable, and rarely changed their meanings . . . but short words were slippery, unpredictable, changing their meanings without any pattern.
Plain as a pike-staff.
If you see me once, you cannot confuse me with another.
I got my own sound; nobody sounds like me.
I'll give you my answer calmly and sensibly, my final answer. My final answer is finally no. The answer is no! Absolutely and finally no! Finally and positively no! No! No! No! N - O!
If one could only say just once: 'this is clear', all would be saved
No kind of sensation is keener and more active than that of pain its impressions are unmistakable.
It's as clear as the balls on a tall dog.
They recognize me. Of course they recognize me. My face is uncovered and I'm standing here outside of District 12 pointing an arrow at them. Who else would I be?
It is what it is, and it ain't nothin' else... Everything is clearly, openly, plainly delivered.
My hair is crazy, so it's really easy to notice me in public.
The truth feels different from other things. The closest you can come to describing it is that it feels like taking a perfect breath.
Plain as a nose in a man's face.
