Crambe repetita (19)
To do any thing, to dig a hole in the ground, to plant a cabbage, to hit a mark, to move a shuttle, to work a pattern, – in a word, to attempt to produce any effect, and to succeed, has something in it that gratifies the love of power, and carries of the restless activity of the mind of man. Indolence is a delightful but distressing state. We must be doing something to be happy.
(‘On the Pleasure of Painting’,
from Table Talk)