No more dreadful punishment than futile and hopeless labor.
Man was forced to invent work in order to escape the strain of having to think.
Live your life, do your work, then take your hat.
Let us leave to the brain what belongs to it, and agree that the work of the men of genius is of the superhuman, the offspring of man.
Labor keeps us free three of the great evils; tiresomeness, vice, and want.
It is only in his work that an artist can find reality and satisfaction, for the actual world is less intense than the world of his invention and consequently his life, without recourse to violent disorder, does not seem very substantial. The right condition for him is that in which his work in not only convenient but unavoidable.
It is a common experience that a problem difficult at night is resolved in the morning after the committee of sleep has worked on it.
In order to escape ennui, a man either works beyond the extent of his former necessities, or he invents play, that is to say, work that is only intended to appeas the general necessity for work.
In every author let us distinguish the man from his works.
In dreams the truth is learned that all good works are done in the absence of a caress.
In all forced labour, the work that convicts do is vastly more unpleasant than any work done in freedom, simply because it is forced.[Kаторжная работа несравненно мучительнее всякой вольной, именно тем, что вынужденная.]
If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them.
