Perambulate in moccasins, and shoulder a gargantuan wooden rail. . . . Walk softly and carry a big stick. Allow somnolent quadrupeds that are homosapien's greatest comrades to remain reclining. . . . Let sleeping dogs lie. Lack of what is required is the matriarch of inspiration. . . .
Necessity is the mother of invention.
A maximum amount of purposeful activity and a minimum amount of disport and dalliance cause Jack to become a dim-witted, stagnant dunce of the male species. . . . All work and no play make Jack a dull boy. That which is acquired without difficulty is dispersed with equal facility. . . . Answer . . . Easy come, easy go.