If you'd take your head home and boil it for a turnip it might be useful. I can't say. But it might.
Gilbert K. ChestertonIt might reasonably be maintained that the true object of all human life is play. Earth is a task garden; heaven is a playground. To be at last in such secure innocence that one can juggle with the universe and the stars, to be so good that one can treat everything as a joke - that may be, perhaps, the real end and final holiday of human souls.
Gilbert K. Chesterton