Quotes About Work

Opportunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in overalls and looks like work.

There is a saying attributed to him that helps explain his thinking: "Opportunity is missed by most people because it is dressed in overalls and looks like work.

But we have reason to think that the annihilation of work is no less a physical impossibility than its creation, that is, than perpetual motion.

You got a promotion with extra responsibilities but without pay or additional benefits." Mom smiled. "I'm so proud of you. You're officially a successful adult.

He turned the frame, so I could see his picture in it. "Smoochie poo?" "It's Italian for ass clown. What are you doing in my room?" "Admiring your taste in arts and crafts?" He tilted the frame. "The application of glitter could use some work.

We did visit, eight months ago. Which was why Paul had had to work extra hard to convince Curran that there was absolutely no way to put a moat around our new residence. He still wanted it and swore he'd find a way somehow.

Just saying, you have to pull your own weight. A hot body and flirting will only get you so far.

So far my best plan would be to build a mountain of gasoline cans and explosives, stick a Property of US Government sign on it, and throw a T-shirt over Pierce's head when he showed up to explode it. Yes, this would totally work.

Home, shower, apple pie. Maybe if I said it like a prayer, it would work. The distance between us shrank. Home, shower . . .

The history of nature . . . begins with good, for it is God's work; the history of freedom begins with badness, for it is man's work.

When she starts to understand that being amused and grateful actually moves the process of labor along more efficiently, she starts to work toward these feelings herself. Hard work may continue, but she now has the heart for it. Instead of fearing her body, she experiments with trusting it.

Sie arbeiteten, lasen, gingen herum, aßen, organisierten Spiele, Darbietungen, aber nur ein Teil ihrer selbst handelte; der andere schlief einen schmerzhaften Schlaf und würde erst an dem gesegneten Tag (doch wann würde er kommen? Wann?) erwachen, an dem man ihnen sagte: «Jetzt ist es soweit, es ist vorbei».

Beveridgefn20 is a good thing though – that's all right, so long as people don't start relaxing with a sigh of relief. (I've just been reading Bev. – a fine piece of work – thorough and equitable – and it will be a good fight, trying to get it put into operation – doomed to failure I surmise, but instructive.)

She said she sometimes worked as an usherette in the cinema, and she had seemed to him like a nymph of the cinema age, a sybil of the cavern of illusory love.

Living like this is a full-time business.

We're all like the slaves in the fields now, putting on the front that says 'Everything's fine, boss' while we worry about how to make ends meet.

There's no fear or regret but no elation or sense of triumph either. It's just a job that had to be done.

Working chappies fail to understand the minds of men of leisure

Every support had its arseholes.

If we jist be oorselves, n be honest, thill nivir gie either ay us the fuckin joab.

Who loves — lives, who lives - works, and who works has some bread.

It's pleasant to get used to the expensive, the soft, the comfortable. Once you're addicted, it's so easy to become a sycophant, to trim the sails of your judgment in order to be kept on. The next step is to change your work to please those in power, and that is death to the sculptor.

Diligence does not work if there is a lack of innate talent.

The desire to succeed had left Vincent. He worked because he had to, because it kept him from suffering too much mentally, because it distracted his mind. He could do without a wife, a home, and children; he could do without love and friendship and health; he could do without security, comfort, and food; he could even do without God. But he could not do without something which was greater than himself, which was his life—the power and ability to create.