Writing is hard, incredibly hard and if you overcame the romantic idea of an author sitting at a candlelit table, with a quill in his hand, bent over a pile of papers (a computer nowadays), and if you ever tried to write more than one thousand words day after day you know what I mean. Also listen to the masters:
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
William Shakespeare, Sonnet XVIII
Do not read, as children do, to amuse yourself, or like the ambitious, for the purpose of instruction. No, read in order to live.
Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.
Everyone thinks of changing the world, but no one thinks of changing himself.
Lev Nikolayevich Tolstoy
One year ago I was one of the most sedentary person which somehow got lucky and did not exceed by far the “right” BMI, although I must say that I was shocked one day to discover that I couldn’t button a suit jacket that was usually so loose. But let’s elegantly ignore my weight problems.