Perhaps one of the only positive pieces of advice that I was ever given was that supplied by an old courtier who observed: Only two rules really count. Never miss an opportunity to relieve yourself; never miss a chance to sit down and rest your feet.
I'm not qualified for anything else, so I would imagine I'd either be doing something larcenous or I would have already been caught.
The mania is like wasps under the skin, like my head's going to explode with ideas.