'...A beautiful idleness requires temper and genius; and though people of means may fancy they can compass it, you will nearly always find a discordant restlessness somewhere in their leisure. It is only the artist in life who can afford to be an idler, and you may take it as sober earnest that he is no debauchee of inactivity.'
from At the Coming of Spring, a piece in The Kinship of Nature by Bliss Carman
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