Before the reward there must be labor. You plant before you harvest. You sow in tears before you reap joy.

Before the reward there must be labor. You plant before you harvest. You sow in tears before you reap joy.

Keep working hard and you can get anything that you want. If God gave you the talent, you should go read more

Keep working hard and you can get anything that you want. If God gave you the talent, you should go for it. But don't think it's going to be easy. It's hard!

Language is only the instrument of science, and words are but the signs of ideas.

Language is only the instrument of science, and words are but the signs of ideas.

It is so far from being needless pains, that it may bring
considerable profit, to carry Charcoals to Newcastle.

It is so far from being needless pains, that it may bring
considerable profit, to carry Charcoals to Newcastle.

It is generally said, "Past labors are pleasant," Euripides says,
for you all know the Greek verse, "The recollection read more

It is generally said, "Past labors are pleasant," Euripides says,
for you all know the Greek verse, "The recollection of past
labors is pleasant."
[Lat., Vulgo enim dicitur, Jucundi acti labores: nec male
Euripides: concludam, si potero, Latine: Graecum enim hunc
versum nostis omnes: Suavis laborum est proeteritorum memoria.

When admirals extoll'd for standing still,
Of doing nothing with a deal of skill.

When admirals extoll'd for standing still,
Of doing nothing with a deal of skill.

I have spent my life laboriously doing nothing.
[Lat., Vitam perdidi laboricose agendo.]

I have spent my life laboriously doing nothing.
[Lat., Vitam perdidi laboricose agendo.]

I learned in the early part of my career that labor must bear the cross for others' sins, must be read more

I learned in the early part of my career that labor must bear the cross for others' sins, must be the vicarious sufferer for the wrongs that others do.

With fingers weary and worn,
With eyelids heavy and red,
A woman sat in unwomanly rags,
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With fingers weary and worn,
With eyelids heavy and red,
A woman sat in unwomanly rags,
Plying her needle and thread.