Quotes About Labor

Capitalists can buy themselves out of any crisis, so long as they make the workers pay

Those who live by the labor of others are taught by religion to practice charity while on earth, thus offering them a very cheap way of justifying their entire existence as exploiters and selling them at a moderate price tickets to well-being in heaven. Religion is opium for the people. Religion is a sort of spiritual booze, in which the slaves of capital drown their human image, their demand for a life more or less worthy of man.

Social-Democracy leads the struggle of the working class not only for better terms for the sale of labour power, but also for the abolition of the social system which compels the propertyless to sell themselves to the rich

Notwithstanding all the laws emancipating woman, she continues to be a domestic slave, because petty housework crushes, strangles, stultifies and degrades her, chains her to the kitchen and the nursery, and she wastes her labour on barbarously unproductive, petty, nerve?racking, stultifying and crushing drudgery.

Work spares us from three evils: boredom, vice, and need

Work is often the father of pleasure.

Work saves us from three great evils: boredom, vice and need.

Work keeps us from three great evils, boredom, vice, and poverty.

Let us work without theorizing, tis the only way to make life endurable.

We must cultivate our own garden. When man was put in the garden of Eden he was put there so that he should work, which proves that man was not born to rest.

"I have no more than twenty acres of ground," he replied, "the whole of which I cultivate myself with the help of my children; and our labor keeps off from us the three great evils - boredom, vice, and want."

A clergyman is one who feels himself called upon to live without working at the expense of the rascals who work to live.

Loss of market, and resulting unemployment, are not foreordained. They are not inevitable. They are man-made.

The worker must work for the glory of his handiwork, not simply for pay; the thinker must think for truth, not for fame.

Some miners would have 20 pints after a hard day in the mine. Now that we sit behind computers all day, this is down to 18 or 19 pints.

The gain in self-confidence of having accomplished a tiresome labour is immense.

Ninety percent of my best friends back home are plumbers, electricians, builders, or landscapers. Most of our dads worked in trades.

I delivered leaflets for my dad and was paid £5 per thousand, which was slave labour.

I'm working myself to death.

Trabalho - Certas pessoas anseiam por trabalho, qualquer trabalho, por mais pesado e desagradável que seja, a fim de drenar a dureza de suas vidas e afastar da mente os pensamentos homicidas...

But you remember this—great wealth or position is not a right, and you don't deserve it however hard you work. It is chance, and the labor of others, that brings a man wealth. Don't forget that others have earned your fortune for you. Never imagine you deserve it.

They labor quietly, endure privations and pains, live and die, and throughout everything see the good without seeing the vanity. I had to love these people. The more I entered into their life, the more I loved them; and the more it became possible for me to live, too. It came about not only that the life of our society, of the learned and of the rich, disgusted me—more than that, it lost all semblance of meaning in my eyes.

The Black Plague!" Niobe exclaimed. "What good did that do?" "It alleviated the European population pressure, decimated the labor force, and-so paved the way for the end of the feudal system," Satan said. "You can't keep workers in peonage when there are so few that their value is great.

We were also born, Line said abruptly. Mendel questioned her with a look, and Line tried to clarify her thought: Born, expelled. Russia conceived us, nourished us, made us grow in her darkness, as in a womb; then she had labor pains, contractions, and threw us out; and now here we are, naked and new, like babies just born. Isn't it the same for you? Narische meidele, vos darst do freden? Mendel rebutted, feeling on his lips and affectionate smile and a light veil over his eyes.