Quotes About Work

I never thought, when I used to read books, what work it was to write them.... It's work enough to read them sometimes.... As to the writing, it has its own charms.

You are wery obligin', sir,' replied Sam. 'Now, don't allow yourself to be fatigued beyond your powers; there's a amiable bein'. Consider what you owe to society, and don't let yourself be injured by too much work. For the sake o' your feller-creeturs, keep yourself as quiet as you can; only think what a loss you would be!' With these pathetic words, Sam Weller departed.

set apart to be his tumbrils of the Revolution. But that Woodman and that Farmer, though they work unceasingly, work silently, and no one heard them as they went about with muffled tread: the rather, forasmuch as to entertain any suspicion that they were awake, was to be atheistical

A bottle of good claret after dinner does a digger in the red coals no harm, otherwise than as it has a tendency to throw him out of work. Mr. Lorry had been idle a long time, and had just poured out his last glassful of wine with as complete an appearance of satisfaction as is ever to be found in an elderly gentleman of a fresh complexion who has got to the end of a bottle, when a rattling of wheels came up the narrow street, and rumbled into the inn-yard.

Drat that boy," interposed my sister, frowning at me over work, "what a questioner he is. As no questions, and you'll be told no lies.

The one who bows into service is an artist. To see work as sacred is to bow into service to it, and thus become its instrument. More specifically and somewhat paradoxically, we become the instrument of that which we create.

Les premiers travailleurs de l'aube n'étaient pas encore sortis de chez eux. Toutefois, on voyait luire les lumières matinales. Des hommes et des femmes se préparaient aux travaux quotidiens. Troupeau écrasé par une fatigue sans fin, ils allaient bientôt gagner les moyens de transport qui les emporteraient vers les usines. C'est ce qu'on appelle vivre.

One reason so many Christians are not happy in their careers is that they don't view their occupations as God's work. They see them as jobs. They love teaching Sunday school. They love working with young people. They wish they were in the ministry full-time. But they hate their jobs. They fail to see that their primary ministry is their jobs.

There's nothing offensive about this pragmatism. The relationship between money and voluntariness is too complex to be summarized in one or even many paragraphs of a code. Most people wouldn't go to work if they weren't paid, and yet rarely is it suggested that there should be laws to stop them working. Workers in dangerous occupations tend to get paid more: again it is rarely suggested that compensation for risks is contrary to public policy.

Love in the Phalanstery is no longer, as it is with us, a recreation which detracts from work; on the contrary it is the soul and the vehicle, the mainspring, of all works and of the whole of universal attraction.

In this country ... men seem to live for action as long as they can and sink into apathy when they retire.

Verbs. All of them tiring.

There is no fatigue so wearisome as that which comes from lack of work.

Some temptations come to the industrious, but all temptations attack the idle

The hardest work is to go idle.

Idleness is the mother of vice.

For indeed the fact is, that there are idle poor and idle rich; and there are busy poor and busy rich.... in a large view, the distinction between workers and idlers, as between knaves and honest men, runs through the very heart and innermost economies of men of all ranks and in all positions. There is a working class — strong and happy — among both rich and poor; there is an idle class — weak, wicked, and miserable — among both rich and poor.

To be idle and to be poor have always been reproaches, and therefore every man endeavours, with his utmost care, to hide his poverty from others, and his idleness from himself.

E. W. Ansted hasn't forgot how to laugh and how to play. His is the heart that never grows old... You must get just enough play-spell mixed up in the work every day, so nothing becomes monotonous.

Every job is a self-portrait of the person who does it. Autograph your work with excellence.

If you have a job without any aggravations, you don't have a job.

If a trainstation is where the train stops, what's a workstation?

Although I myself, due doubtless to defective skill, have to work pretty hard, I do not believe in too hard work... A life spent in constant labor is a life wasted, save a man be such a fool as to regard a fulsome obituary notice as ample reward.

A man who thinks about business continually for eight hours is injuring his productive potential as much as he is abusing his body, cramping his mind, and ultimately losing his sense of humor and perspective... When work presses down most heavily, a 10-minute walk or a quiet cup of coffee with a crossword puzzle can restore efficiency to an amazing degree...