If we try and fail, we have temporary disappointments. But if we do not try at all, we have permanent regrets.

I like the word "indolence." It makes my laziness seem classy.

Laziness has many disguises. Soon "winter doldrums" will become "spring fever."

Unsolicited advice is the junk mail of life.

Few things move as quietly as the future.

If a June night could talk, it would probably boast it invented romance.

What a strange world this would be if we all had the same sense of humor.