I Count It As A Certainty That

The Best Thing That Can Happen To Anybody Is To Be Sacked Or Made Redundant Because Often That's When You Think, "i Don't Want To Become One Of The Living Dead. I Haven't Got Anything To Lose, Now I Can Start To Follow My Own Dreams."

Faffing Is Completely Harmless, Whereas Its Opposite - Dynamic, Purposeful Activity - Is Often Very Harmful. Faffers Do Not Tend To Kill People Or Make Them Work 12-hour Days Or Sell Them Shoddy Merchandise Or Lend Them Vast Sums Of Money That They Cannot Pay Back.

All Poets Are Idlers, Even If All Idlers Are Not Poets.

I Could Happily Lean On A Gate All The Livelong Day, Chatting To Passers-by About The Wind And The Rain. I Do A Lot Of Gate-leaning While I Am Supposed To Be Gardening; Instead Of Hoeing, I Lean On The Gate, Stare At The Vegetable Beds And Ponder.

Idleness Allows You To Turn A Situation From Boredom To Pleasure.