Toil is man’s allotment; toil of brain, or toil of hands, or a grief that’s more than either, the grief and sin of idleness.
The lot of man is ceaseless labour, or ceaseless idleness, which is still harder.
Labor keeps us free three of the great evils; tiresomeness, vice, and want.
Idleness is the parent of all psychology.
Idleness is fatal only to the mediocre.