Quotes about Work

A green economy begins to replace some of the clunking and chugging of ugly machines with the wise effort of beautiful, skilled people. That means more jobs.

Know that it is good to work. Work with love, and think of liking it when you do it. It is easy and interesting. It is a privilege. There is nothing hard about it but your anxious vanity and fear of failure.

Talent alone doesn't get you anywhere, you have to work at achieving your goals using your talent that's the key of success.

In a mood of faith and hope my work goes on. A ream of fresh paper lies on my desk waiting for the next book. I am a writer and I take up my pen to write.

Yes, and I can sit down on a white piece of paper and work because I don't believe too much into inspiration, only I'm waiting for inspiration, work and then inspiration may come. It's a little too easy to say that.

I honestly think it is better to be a failure at something you love than to be a success at something you hate.

We've got this gift of love, but love is like a precious plant. You can't just accept it and leave it in the cupboard or just think it's going to get on by itself. You've got to keep watering it. You've got to really look after it and nurture it.

My great hope is to laugh as much as I cry; to get my work done and try to love somebody and have the courage to accept the love in return.

There is no scarcity of opportunity to make a living at what you love; there's only scarcity of resolve to make it happen.

What I have learned from my work up to now, is to try to be open, but also protect myself by not letting the good and the evil get too much importance.

Most of my parents' friends and most of my parents' friends' children also have degrees.  This doesn't mean that they've managed to find the kind of work they wanted.  Not at all; they went to university because someone, at a time when universities seemed important, said that in order to rise in the world, you had to have a degree.  And thus the world was deprived of some excellent gardeners, bakers, antique dealers, sculptors, and writers.

What liberates the imagination is the sense that work in its theory and practice holds aesthetic possibilities, that jobs can be elegantly conceived and gracefully done. This sense of beauty unlocks feelings of pleasure and love and breaks down the barrier between worker and work and commit to work not merely the "thinking" consciousness but the full resources of mind.

Those who do not love what they do, should consider doing what they love.

When a work lifts your spirits and inspires bold and noble thoughts in you, do not look for any other standard to judge it by: the work is good, the product of a master craftsman.

The need to be a great artist makes it hard to be an artist. The need to produce a great work of art makes it hard to produce any art at all.

What we really want to do is what we are really meant to do. When we do what we are meant to do, money comes to us, doors open for us, we feel useful, and the work we do feels like play to us.

Those who labor for bread or money alone are condemned to their reward.

The happy individual is able to renew daily and with full consciousness all the basic expressions of human identity: work, love, communication, play, and rest.

The mind which can totally and inanely forget its work and obligations is often also the mind which can, at the proper time, give them the fullest attention.

Love is not a given, it's a state that we work toward and experience gradually.

Being present is real work.

I want to make this world good: not better, but to make it good.  Why not?  It is possible...  Let's get off our fannies, roll up our sleeves, and get to work, passionately, in creating an almost perfect world.

Don't be afraid.  Don't be daunted.  Just do your job.  Continue to show up for your piece of it, whatever that might be.  If your job is to dance, do your dance.  If the divine cock-eyed genius assigned to your case decides to let some sort of wonderment be glimpsed for just one moment, through your efforts, then olé!  And if not, do your dance anyhow, and olé to you nonetheless.

When you came into this world you cried, whereas everyone else rejoiced. During your lifetime, work and serve in such a way that when it is time for you to leave this world, you will smile at parting while the world cries for you. Hold this thought and you will always remember to consider others above yourself.

The squirrel hoards nuts and the bee gathers honey, without knowing what they do, and they are thus provided for without selfishness or disgrace.

A warm breeze blew through my window like a gentle wave lapping the sandy shore in summer at low tide, and as I took in a breath of air that blanketed my body like tall grass in a field I felt for just that moment in time, like I did when I was a child. I felt that I had not one worry, not one burden, nothing was on my mind accept that breeze that made the curtains swell like balloons.

And we beseech you, brethren, to know them which labor among you, and are over you in the Lord, and admonish you:
And to esteem them very highly in love for their work's sake. And be at peace among yourselves.

É preciso distinguir trabalho, sociedade e religião porque são todos clusters importantes no desenvolvimento de uma civilização mas simultaneamente são também perigos emergentes quando não são controlados e direccionados no sentido de canalizar os seus beneficios na direcçao correcta.
André Aroso Dias

May God bless you with discomfort at easy answers, half truths, and superficial relationships, so that you may live deep within your heart. May God bless you with anger at injustice, oppression, and exploitation of people, so that you may work for justice, freedom, and peace. May God bless you with tears to shed for those who suffer from pain, rejection, starvation, and war, so that you may reach out your hand to comfort them and to turn their pain into joy. And may God bless you with enough foolishness to believe that you can make a difference in this world, so that you can do what others claim cannot be done.

Don't be afraid.  Don't be daunted.  Just do your job.  Continue to show up for your piece of it, whatever that might be.  If your job is to dance, do your dance.  If the divine cock-eyed genius assigned to your case decides to let some sort of wonderment be glimpsed for just one moment, through your efforts, then ole!  And if not, do your dance anyhow, and ole to you nonetheless.