He that would eat the nut must crack the shell.

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.

Labor is no disgrace.

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

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.

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.

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

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.

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

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

All paid jobs absorb and degrade the mind.

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.

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