Punctuality is the virtue of the bored.

Aesthetic value is often the by-product of the artist striving to do something else.

You never find an Englishman among the underdogs - except in England, of course.

I put the words down and push them a bit.

Misspending a man's time is a kind of self-homicide.

Perhaps, after all, there is something in the theory that only the ultra-busy can find time for everything.

Father, I scarcely dare to pray, So clear I see, now it is done, How I have wasted half my day, And left my work but just begun.