Work is the curse of the drinking classes.
Wisdom is to have dreams big enough not to lose sight when we pursue them.
I adore simple pleasures. They are the last refuge of the complex.
Indeed I have always been of the opinion that hard work is simply the refuge of people who have nothing to do.
I summed up all systems in a phrase, and all existence in an epigram.
The well bred contradict other people. The wise contradict themselves.