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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I have had my labor for my travail; ill-thought-on of her, and
ill-thought-on of you; gone between and between, read more
I have had my labor for my travail; ill-thought-on of her, and
ill-thought-on of you; gone between and between, but small thanks
for my labor.
I look on that man as happy, who, when there is a question of success, looks into his work for read more
I look on that man as happy, who, when there is a question of success, looks into his work for a reply.
Everyone enjoys doing the kind of work for which he is best suited.
Everyone enjoys doing the kind of work for which he is best suited.
I try to be known more for my work than for anything else.
I try to be known more for my work than for anything else.
The best verse hasn't been rhymed yet,
The best house hasn't been planned,
The highest peak hasn't read more
The best verse hasn't been rhymed yet,
The best house hasn't been planned,
The highest peak hasn't been climbed yet,
The mightiest rivers aren't spanned;
Don't worry and fret, faint-hearted,
The chances have just begun
For the best jobs haven't been started,
The best work hasn't been done.
Earned with the sweat of my brows.
Earned with the sweat of my brows.
Work is a necessity for man. Man invented the alarm clock.
Work is a necessity for man. Man invented the alarm clock.
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.
Keep doing some kind of work, that the devil may always find you
employed.
[Lat., Facito aliquid operis, read more
Keep doing some kind of work, that the devil may always find you
employed.
[Lat., Facito aliquid operis, ut semper te diabolus inveniat
occupatum.]
