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The rather since every man is the son of his own works.
[Sp., Quanto mas que cada uno es read more
The rather since every man is the son of his own works.
[Sp., Quanto mas que cada uno es hijo de sus obras.]
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.
But when dread Sloth, the Mother of Doom, steals in,
And reigns where Labour's glory was to serve,
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But when dread Sloth, the Mother of Doom, steals in,
And reigns where Labour's glory was to serve,
Then is the day of crumbling not far off.
By the way,
The works of women are symbolical.
We sew, sew, prick our fingers, dull out read more
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.
The only place where success comes before work is in the dictionary.
The only place where success comes before work is in the dictionary.
How bething the, gentliman,
How Adam dalf, and Eve span.
How bething the, gentliman,
How Adam dalf, and Eve span.
"Men work together," I told him from the heart,
"Whether they work together or apart."
"Men work together," I told him from the heart,
"Whether they work together or apart."
Three Rules of Work: Out of clutter find simplicity; From discord find harmony; In the middle of difficulty lies opportunity.
Three Rules of Work: Out of clutter find simplicity; From discord find harmony; In the middle of difficulty lies opportunity.
Hard toil can roughen form and face,
And want call quench the eye's bright grace.
Hard toil can roughen form and face,
And want call quench the eye's bright grace.
