W. Somerset Maugham Quotes

My ideal summer day was reading on the porch.

On some days, I just want to sit under a shooting umbrella in a sunny outdoor location all over again.

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

Let us be lazy in everything, except in loving and drinking, except in being lazy.

In reality, everyone is good in bed. Close eyes. Shutdown brain. Pause as necessary. Restart brain. Open eyes. What's there to not be good at? Bed is the one place where laziness is rewarded.

I don't understand people who like to work and talk about it like it was some sort of goddamn duty. Doing nothing feels like floating on warm water to me. Delightful, perfect.

Contentment is, after all, simply refined indolence.

If it's a beautiful day, I love taking walks. The walks are always aimless.

Gardening is one of my enduring, favourite, and most rewarding pastimes.

There is satiety in all things, in sleep, and love-making, in the loveliness of singing and the innocent dance.

The only thing that I'm obsessed with is sleeping, and actually, it is more than an obsession, it is a pleasure.

I love talk and I love fishing. I'm having a ball.

Idleness allows you to turn a situation from boredom to pleasure.

On weekends, I sit in a lounge chair on my balcony. I love to be outside when the weather's right. I can stay there pretty much all day.

Deep summer is when laziness finds respectability.

When I'm in London, I love to visit Kensington gardens and just sit in the park and read a good book.

I'm perfectly happy doing nothing. I'll hang around the house and take the dog to the park.

Nothing is my guiltiest pleasure. I love it. I love doing it. I love planning to do it, I love loafing and pottering and chilling and daydreaming.

My favorite moments? Where it's all going swimmingly, the sun's out and I've got a fire going and a nice snake on the barbecue.

I never did a day's work in my life. It was all fun.

Never get out of bed before noon.

Summer is the annual permission slip to be lazy. To do nothing and have it count for something. To lie in the grass and count the stars. To sit on a branch and study the clouds.

If I can sleep in until 9 A.M. - wow, what a luxury.

On a perfect weekend, I'll stay in bed until I am rested, though I am not someone who sleeps late. Then I'll go for a run through the parks nearby, even if it is frosty and cold, and I love meeting friends for brunch. You know you are truly on a day off if you have time to do brunch.

There is no pleasure in having nothing to do; the fun is having lots to do and not doing it.