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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.
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.
Each one to his own trade; then would the cows be well cared for.
Each one to his own trade; then would the cows be well cared for.
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.
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.
Anyone who can walk to the welfare office can walk to work.
Anyone who can walk to the welfare office can walk to work.
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!
As for me, prizes are nothing. My prize is my work.
As for me, prizes are nothing. My prize is my work.
What work's, my countrymen, in hand? Where go you
With bats and clubs? The matter? Speak, I pray you.
What work's, my countrymen, in hand? Where go you
With bats and clubs? The matter? Speak, I pray you.