God sells us all things at the price of labor.

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

In order that people may be happy in their work, these three things are needed: they must be fit for it; they must not do too much of it; and they must have a sense of success in it.

A human being must have occupation, if he or she is not to become a nuisance to the world.

The most fitting occupation for a civilized man is to do nothing.

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.

I am a friend of the workingman, and I would rather be his friend than be one.

Labor is no disgrace.