Labor is no disgrace.

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.

If a man is called to be a streetsweeper, he should sweep streets even as Michelangelo painted, or Beethoven composed music, or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all heaven and earth will pause to say, here lived a great streetsweeper that did his job well.

A man is not idle, because he is absorbed in thought. There is visible labor and there is an invisible labor.

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

He that would eat the nut must crack the shell.

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

The three little sentences that will get you through life. Number 1: Cover for me. Number 2: Oh, good idea, Boss! Number 3: It was like that when I got here.