I love a vacuum...a place to rest.

Days one mindlessly fritters away are the best days

Some things, like art, like love, like idleness, are so useless it is impossible to live without them.

A perfect life is a perfect blend of activity and idleness.

Even though I accomplished nothing today the stars still came out at night.

To be sick is the perfect excuse to be idle and do nothing. But why does one need an excuse?