Idleness, like kisses, to be sweet must be stolen.

“[…] the lady, her eye catching sight of an advertisement of somebody’s cocoa, s…”

“With me, it was my liver that was out of order. […] I had the symptoms, beyond …”

“We must not think of the things we could do with, but only of the things that w…”

“I like idling when I ought not to be idling; not when it is the only thing I ha…”