Quotes About Work

There is time for work. And there is time for love. That leaves no other time.

My mom was very strict when I was growing up. I could not talk to boys until I was 18. I had to study and work hard.

We all go through that. Everyone's feeling a little out of sorts. No one knows exactly where he stands. Work is a wonderful way of putting you on your feet again, old boy

Manchurian Candidate work was done under MKULTRA Subproject 136, which was approved for funding on August 23, 1961.

Do we work for and pay for all this convenience in order to live our lives, or do we live our lives in order to work for and pay for all this convenience?

I'm left doing all the unskilled labor myself, which is exactly when you realize there's nothing unskilled about labor.

A good communist," the man had said, "does not let go of the plough halfway across the paddy and leave the buffalo to find its own direction. He eats with her, tends to her injuries, and sleeps with her until the job is done." Siri had resisted the temptation to spread the word that the Party was advocating bestiality.

As Siri walked along that oh-so-noisy riverbank on his way to work, he saw a pelican gliding above the surface of the water. It was a marvelous bird, proud and resourceful, and he imagined how it would taste with a little chili paste and fresh yams. Hungry people made poor environmentalists.

The least urgent souls on earth with a thousand obstacles and superstitions to interfere with the accomplishment of work.

A good communist,' the man had said, 'does not let go of the plough halfway across the paddy and leave the buffalo to find its own direction.

No one ever listened themselves out of a job.

I am sure I'd have made a better all-around man if I hadn't lost so much time just making a living.

There is no economic failure so terrible in its import as that of a country possessing a surplus of every necessity of life in which numbers willing and anxious to work, are deprived of dire necessities. It simply cannot be if our moral and economic system is to survive.

Freedom of enterprise was from the beginning not altogether a blessing. As the liberty to work or to starve, it spelled toil, insecurity, and fear for the vast majority of the population. If the individual were no longer compelled to prove himself on the market, as a free economic subject, the disappearance of this kind of freedom would be one of the greatest achievements of civilization.

Freie« Zeit, keine »Freizeit«. Letztere gedeiht in der fortgeschrittenen Industriegesellschaft, aber ist in dem Maße unfrei, wie sie durch Geschäft und Politik verwaltet wird

Culture in the broadest sense includes all the labor which human power expends on nature.

If I have done the hardest possible day's work, and then come to sit down in a corner and eat my supper comfortably --why, then I don't think I deserve any reward for my hard day's work --for am I not now at peace? Is not my supper good?

Toil is man's allotment; toil of brain, or toil of hands, or a grief that's more than either, the grief and sin of idleness

Money is a very pleasant thing, Willie, and I think you can trade almost anything for it wisely except the work you really want to do. If you sell out your time for a comfortable life, and give up your natural work, I think you lose the exchange. There remains an inner uneasiness that spoils the comforts.

During the first half of the present century we had an Alexander von Humboldt , who was able to scan the scientific knowledge of his time in its details, and to bring it within one vast generalization. At the present juncture, it is obviously very doubtful whether this task could be accomplished in a similar way, even by a mind with gifts so peculiarly suited for the purpose as Humboldt 's was, and if all his time and work were devoted to the purpose.

This is not to say that "what we do" is tantamount to "who we are," but for most of us, work is an important source of personal meaning and social definition. Work activities and relationships are tightly woven into the fabric of our lives. In fact, work often provides the defining framework within which we set priorities and make decisions about other important facets of our lives. It is no wonder we feel so lost when that framework is in question.

Are you saying, perhaps, that I am moved by spite, revenge or, even worse, that I am seeking some sort of perverse thrill in cruelty? It seems to me that you don't understand what our work here is about.

She was particularly interested in living authors, although she initially refused to meet them, knowing the distance between the work and the person could be covered only by disappointment.

Walking around Wall Street during the weekend, one gets the impression that the world's affairs have been settled once and for all, that the age of work is finally over and that humanity has moved on to its next stage.