Rest, with nothing else, results in rust. It corrodes the mechanisms of the brain. The rhubarb that no one picks goes to seed. – Wilder Penfield
The time which we have at our disposal every day is elastic; the passions we feel expand it, those that we inspire contract it, and habit fills up what remains. – Marcel Proust
Cease, warring thoughts, and let his brain No more discord entertain But be smooth and calm again. – James Shirley
Let us read and let us dance – two amusements that will never do any harm to the world. – Voltaire (François-Marie Arouet)
