Work divided is in that manner shortened.
[Lat., Divisum sic breve fiet opus.]

Work divided is in that manner shortened.
[Lat., Divisum sic breve fiet opus.]

Hasten slowly, and without losing heart, put your work twenty
times upon the anvil.
[Fr., Hatez-vous lentement; et, read more

Hasten slowly, and without losing heart, put your work twenty
times upon the anvil.
[Fr., Hatez-vous lentement; et, sans perdre courage,
Vingt fois sur le metier remettez votre ouvrage.]

The "value" or "worth" of a man is, as of all other things, his
price; that is to say, read more

The "value" or "worth" of a man is, as of all other things, his
price; that is to say, so much as would be given for the use of
his power.

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.

I put all my genius into my life; I put only my talent into my works.

I put all my genius into my life; I put only my talent into my works.

Beware of the man who works hard to learn something, learns it,
and finds himself no wiser than before. read more

Beware of the man who works hard to learn something, learns it,
and finds himself no wiser than before. He is full of murderous
resentment of people who are ignorant without having come by
their ignorance the hard way.

With hand on the spade and heart in the sky
Dress the ground and till it;
Turn read more

With hand on the spade and heart in the sky
Dress the ground and till it;
Turn in the little seed, brown and dry,
Turn out the golden millet.
Work, and your house shall be duly fed:
Work, and rest shall be won;
I hold that a man had better be dead
Than alive when his work is done.

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.]

Who first invented work, and bound the free
And holyday-rejoicing spirit down . . .
To that read more

Who first invented work, and bound the free
And holyday-rejoicing spirit down . . .
To that dry drudgery at the desk's dead wood? . . .
Sabbathless Satan!