Dean Inge Quotes

Idleness is to the human mind like rust to iron.

It is idleness that is the curse of man - not labour. Idleness eats the heart out of men as of nations, and consumes them as rust does iron.

There is nothing I fear so much as idleness, the want of occupation, inactivity, the lethargy of the faculties; when the body is idle, the spirit suffers painfully.

Nothing is so intolerable to man as being fully at rest, without a passion, without business, without entertainment, without care.

This was in '79. I got pretty restless there, sitting around with a lot of people sitting around smoking cigarettes and talking about films, but nobody really doing anything.

I am lazy.

Indolence is the sleep of the mind.

Laziness isn't merely a physical phenomenon, about being a couch potato, stuffing your face with fries and watching cricket all day. It's a mental thing, too, and that's the part I have never aspired for.

I know how deeply slothful I am.

I'm incredibly lazy!

I'm a lazy, lazy girl.

I'm a lazy sod.

Laziness. Unwarranted repose of manner in a person of low degree.

Yeah, I am lazy. There's no doubt about that.

I like the word 'indolence'. It makes my laziness seem classy.

Of all the cankers of human happiness, none corrodes with so silent, yet so baneful a tooth as indolence.

I don't want to be the guy who sits on a front porch with a mint julep in his hand and rocks his life away.

I am very lazy.

The lazy are always wanting to do something.

That destructive siren, sloth, is ever to be avoided.

Inaction saps the vigor of the mind.

The sluggard is a living insensible.

Idleness is the grand Pacific Ocean of life, and in that stagnant abyss the most salutary things produce no good, the most noxious no evil. Vice, indeed, abstractedly considered, may be, and often is engendered in idleness; but the moment it becomes efficiently vice, it must quit its cradle and cease to be idle.

I do not care for anything. I do not care to ride, for the exercise is too violent. I do not care to walk, walking is too strenuous. I do not care to lie down, for I should either have to remain lying, and I do not care to do that, or I should have to get up again, and I do not care to do that either. Summa summarum: I do not care at all.

All I want to do is sit on my ass and fart and think of Dante.