By the way,
The works of women are symbolical.
We sew, sew, prick our fingers, dull out sight,
Producing what? A pair of slippers, sir,
To put on when you're weary--or a stool
To tumble over and vex you . . . curse that stool!
Or else at best, a cushion where you lean
And sleep, and dream of something we are not,
But would be for your sake. Alas, alas!
This hurts most, this . . . that, after all, we are paid
The worth of our work, perhaps.
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A man's work is nothing but this slow trek to rediscover, through the detours of art, those two or three read more
A man's work is nothing but this slow trek to rediscover, through the detours of art, those two or three great and simple images in whose presence his heart first opened.
The fiction pleased; our generous train complies,
Nor fraud mistrusts in virtue's fair disguise.
The work she read more
The fiction pleased; our generous train complies,
Nor fraud mistrusts in virtue's fair disguise.
The work she plyed, but, studious of delay,
Each following night reversed the toils of day.
A man who has no office to go to--I don't care who he is--is a
trial of which you read more
A man who has no office to go to--I don't care who he is--is a
trial of which you can have no conception.
Too busy with the crowded hour to fear to live or die.
Too busy with the crowded hour to fear to live or die.
Happiness is an attitude. We either make ourselves miserable, or happy and strong. The amount of work is the same.
Happiness is an attitude. We either make ourselves miserable, or happy and strong. The amount of work is the same.
In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread, till thou return
unto the ground; for out of read more
In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread, till thou return
unto the ground; for out of it wast thou taken: for dust thou
art, and unto dust shalt thou return.
Your work is to discover your world and then with all your heart give yourself to it.
Your work is to discover your world and then with all your heart give yourself to it.
I am nothing and to nothing tend,
On earth I nothing have and nothing claim,
Man's noblest read more
I am nothing and to nothing tend,
On earth I nothing have and nothing claim,
Man's noblest works must have one common end,
And nothing crown the tablet of his name.
Nothing can be done at once hastily and prudently.
Nothing can be done at once hastily and prudently.
