Henry Ward Beecher Quotes

PASTIME, n. A device for promoting dejection. Gentle exercise for intellectual debility.

I'm a very spoiled writer. I need to be indolent, to waste a lot of paper. I'm inefficient.

It was a book to kill time for those who like it better dead.

We are all prone to be a little selfish, a little lazy.

Men tend to be selfish.

Thou seest how sloth wastes the sluggish body, as water is corrupted unless it moves.

The flesh, or human nature, is generally lazy and self-centered.

People of Wealth and the so called upper class suffer the most from boredom.

Idleness is an appendix to nobility.

Golf is something I do selfishly for myself.

me-firstism

We are fixed with every convenience, long desks, easy revolving chairs, footstools, plenty of servants and no specific work to be done.

It is impossible for one who leads a life of royal luxury, and coddles himself like a woman, to have a manly thought or do a manly deed.

… ridiculous pomp, foolish adulation, and selfish avarice

Jogging is my idea of nothing to do.

To have done anything just for money is to have been truly idle.

I don't want to have lunch with a sultan. I would rather watch Netflix.

OK, I'm as lazy as the next guy. Full disclosure. And I often feel guilty about it.

I want to be lazier. This is the luxurious dream I have: Doing nothing all day, just watching the clouds and DVDs.

People are selfish, man. They want what they want; they don't care what you want.

Thorough selfishness destroys or paralyzes enjoyment. A heart made selfish by the contest for wealth is like a citadel stormed in war, utterly shattered.

Playing Sally McKenna was a wonderful, freeing thing because we all in life have so many responsibilities to ourselves, to other people, that we rarely get to explore a very selfish side of ourselves in doing what we want, when we want, how we want, without answering to or being responsible for anyone else.

And the flesh is that reprehensible preference for self that lurks within every one of our hearts. It is that base and selfish instinct to preserve our own interests at the expense of God's interests. It's devious, it's deceitful, it's self-indulgent. It's interested only in selfish comfort and will happily crucify Christ afresh to secure it. God also has another name for it- sin.

He lay on his chair with his hands clasped above his paunch not reading, or sleeping, but basking like a creature gorged with existence.

As you get older you try to do things that please you more. You get a little more selfish. You start thinking I want to do things where I enjoy myself.