"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!"

"The finest eloquence is that which gets things done; the worst is that which delays them."

"Unemployment, with its injustice for the man who seeks and thirsts for employment, who begs for labour and cannot get it, and who is punished for failure he is not responsible for by the starvation of his children—that torture is something that private enterprise ought to remedy for its own sake."

"The heights by great men reached and kept Were not attained by sudden flight, But they, while l heir companions slept, Were toiling upward in the night."

"Taste the joy That springs from labor."

"Never idle a moment, but thrifty and thoughtful of others."

"No man is born into the world whose work Is not born with him; there is always work, And tools to work withal, for those who will; And blessed are the horny hands of toil!"

"Labor est etiam ipsa voluptas."

"How bething the, gentliman, How Adam dalf, and Eve span."

"Bowed by the weight of centuries he leans Upon his hoe and gazes on the ground, The emptiness of ages in his face, And on his back the burden of the world."

"Divisum sic breve fiet opus."

"Why do strong arms fatigue themselves with frivolous dumb-bells? To dig a vineyard is a worthier exercise for men."

"God be thank'd that the dead have left still Good undone for the living to do— Still some aim for the heart and the will And the soul of a man to pursue."

"But now my task is smoothly done, I can fly, or I can run."

"I am of 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."

"Lo! all life this truth declares, Laborare est orare; And the whole earth rings with prayers."

"Has it ever been really noted to what extent a genuinely religious life … requires a leisure class, or half-leisure—I mean leisure with a good conscience, from way back, by blood, to which the aristocratic feeling that work disgraces is not altogether alien—the feeling that it makes soul and body common. And that consequently our modern, noisy, time-consuming industriousness, proud of itself, stupidly proud, educates and prepares people, more than anything else does, precisely for “unbelief.”"

"Labor is life! 'Tis the still water faileth; Idleness ever despaireth, bewaileth; Keep the watch wound, for the dark rust assaileth."

"Labor is rest—from the sorrows that greet us; Rest from all petty vexations that meet us, Rest from sin-promptings that ever entreat us, Rest from the world-sirens that hire us to ill. Work—and pure slumbers shall wait on thy pillow; Work—thou shalt ride over Care's coming billow; Lie not down wearied 'neath Woe's weeping willow! Work with a stout heart and resolute will!"

"The uselessness of men above sixty years of age and the incalculable benefit it would be in commercial, in political, and in professional life, if as a matter of course, men stopped work at this age."

"Study until twenty-five, investigation until forty, profession until sixty, at which age I would have him retired on a double allowance."

"Dum vires annique sinunt, tolerate labores. Jam veniet tacito curva senecta pede."

"And all labour without any play, boys, Makes Jack a dull boy in the end."

"Nothing is impossible to industry."

"Grex venalium."

"Oleum et operam perdidi."

"Ease and speed in doing a thing do not give the work lasting solidity or exactness of beauty."

"Man goeth forth unto his work and to his labour until the evening."

"When Adam dalfe and Eve spane So spire if thou may spede, Where was then the pride of man, That nowe merres his mede?"

"Der Mohr hat seine Arbeit gethan, der Mohr kann gehen."

"Hard toil can roughen form and face, And want can quench the eye's bright grace."

"Why, universal plodding poisons up The nimble spirits in the arteries, As motion and long-during action tires The sinewy vigour of the traveller."

"Why, Hal, 'tis my vocation. Hal: 'tis no sin for a man to labour in his vocation."

"Another lean, unwashed artificer."

"I have had my labour for my travail."

"The labour we delight in physics pain."

"What work's, my countrymen, in hand? where go you With bats and clubs? The matter? speak, I pray you."

"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."

"I am giving you examples of the fact that this creature man, who in his own selfish affairs is a coward to the backbone, will fight for an idea like a hero…. I tell you, gentlemen, if you can shew a man a piece of what he now calls God's work to do, and what he will later call by many new names, you can make him entirely reckless of the consequences to himself personally."

"A day's work is a day's work, neither more nor less, and the man who does it needs a day's sustenance, a night's repose, and due leisure, whether he be painter or ploughman."

"Many faint with toil, That few may know the cares and woe of sloth."

"How many a rustic Milton has passed by, Stifling the speechless longings of his heart, In unremitting drudgery and care! How many a vulgar Cato has compelled His energies, no longer tameless then, To mould a pin, or fabricate a nail!"

"Nothing can be done at once hastily and prudently."

"Ne laterum laves."

"With starving labor pampering idle waste; To tear at pleasure the defected land."

"The labourer is worthy of his reward."

"A workman that needeth not to be ashamed."

"Clamorous pauperism feasteth While honest Labor, pining, hideth his sharp ribs."

"Heaven is blessed with perfect rest but the blessing of earth is toil."

"Labor omnia vincit improbus."