Jean Kerr Quotes

That's the rational premise behind my spending hours of billable time adjusting my Facebook preferences. The real reason, of course, for all this stuff, is that it provides a way to blow off work you should be doing, while creating the illusion that you are achieving something.

The long days seduce all thought away, and we lie like the lizards in the sun, postponing our lives indefinitely.

I am so busy doing nothing... that the idea of doing anything - which as you know, always leads to something - cuts into the nothing and then forces me to have to drop everything.

Idling is important. Most people don't know how. They're afraid of it. This explains why they turn on the television set or pick up the newspaper. They think they have to be doing something.

I will sleep all day; I love staying in bed with my dog and reading and not getting up and checking my phone. And that gets me into trouble because I have things to do, and that's not very productive.

For me, my guilty pleasure is that if I don't want to do anything one day, I won't. I'll just sit around, not shower, hardly even eat, and just watch TV.

Embrace the faff. Stare out of the window. Bend paperclips. Stand in the middle of the room trying to remember what you came downstairs for. Pace. Drum your fingertips. Move papers around. Hum. Look at the garden.

Mostly, I just waste my time.

Resistance will tell you anything to keep you from doing your work.

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

A day can really slip by when you're deliberately avoiding what you're supposed to do.

You ever find yourself being lazy for no reason at all? Like, you pick up your mail, you go in your house, you realize you have a letter for a neighbor. You ever just look at the letter and go "Hm. Looks like they're never getting this. It'll take too much energy to go back outside. I'm gonna get that to them later on. Right now I gotta watch some 'Love Connection.' They got some new host on there."

I don't want to work. I want to smoke.

There is no kind of idleness by which we are so easily seduced as that which dignifies itself by the appearance of business.

There is always a temptation to diddle around in the contemplative life, making itsy-bitsy statues.

The sofa is the enemy of productivity.

I've avoided work all my life, you see. So, I'm like a bee. I go from flower to flower.

No man is so methodical as a complete idler, and none so scrupulous in measuring out his time as he whose time is worth nothing.

I love to work, although sometimes I can spend whole days doing nothing more than picking the lint off the carpet and talking to my mother on the phone.

One of the best ways of avoiding necessary and even urgent tasks is to seem to be busily employed on things that are already done.

You want useless, you have come to the right guy. I can be useless for hours at a time. Weeks even. I'm currently closing in on a month of being totally useless, which is by way of being a personal best.

In the immemorial style of young men under pressure, they decided to lie down for a while and waste time.

Idleness breeds our better virtues.

Flee idleness... for no one is more exposed to such temptations than he who has nothing to do.

I'm actually really lazy. I tell myself, "Okay, you work six months out of the year and you have to get up at 4 a.m. ..." I'll relish the downtime by chilling on the couch and watching my favorite TV shows.