Laziness in doing stupid things can be a great virtue.

When you are getting on in years (but not ill, of course), you get very sleepy at times, and the hours seem to pass like lazy cattle moving across a landscape.

There are times in life when the most comfortable thing is to do nothing at all. Things happen to you and you just let them happen.

The first quarter-century of your life was doubtless lived under the cloud of being too young for things, while the last quarter-century would normally be shadowed by the still darker cloud of being too old for them; and between those two clouds, what small and narrow sunlight illumines a human lifetime!

Is there not too much tension in the world at present, and might it not be better if more people were slackers?

The exhaustion of the passions is the beginning of wisdom.

The right mixture of caring and not caring - I suppose that's what love is.