The best augury of a man’s success in his profession is that he thinks it the finest in the world.

It is difficult to get a man to understand something when his salary depends upon his not understanding it.

Labor is no disgrace.

God sells us all things at the price of labor.

Man is so made that he can only find relaxation from one kind of labor by taking up another.

Labor disgraces no man; unfortunately, you occasionally find men who disgrace labor.

Eight hours for work, eight hours for sleep, eight hours for what we will.

One of the saddest things is that the only thing that a man can do for eight hours a day, day after day, is work. You can’t eat eight hours a day, nor drink for eight hours a day, nor make love for eight hours.

Man is a tool-using animal. Nowhere do you find him without tools; without tools he is nothing, with tools he is all.

The workers are the saviors of society, the redeemers of the race.

You can be up to your boobies in white satin, with gardenias in your hair and no sugar cane for miles, but you can still be working on a plantation.

I began to realize how simple life could be if one had a regular routine to follow with fixed hours, a fixed salary, and very little original thinking to do.

A tremendous number of people in America work very hard at something that bores them. Even a rich man thinks he has to go down to the office everyday. Not because he likes it but because he can’t think of anything else to do.