“I waste a lot of time, too,” Sachar said. “I’ve always wasted a lot of time. In my twenties, I had some angst about this—about not having a real job, or really wanting one. I would play solitaire, and of course this wasn’t even on the computer, and I’d think, One day I’ll regret all this wasted time.” He put down his napkin and gestured toward the tablecloth, the Austin sun blazing through the windows. “But no, I don’t regret it at all!”
– Louis Sachar