Work is a dangerous disorder affecting high public functionaries who want to go fishing.
Work is, along with love, possessed of the virtue of making a man pretty indifferent to anything else.
Work is, along with temperance, the best physician of man. Labor sharpens the appetite, and temperance prevents from indulging to excess.
A Work is a secret force and a necessity which -long before one has caught sight of it or knows its name -rules among and in the individual facets of man's destiny like an unconscious pregnancy.
Work is a technique for the conduct of life which best attaches the individual firmly to the reality of his human community.
Work is a virtue which turns out to be a virtue reserved mostly for the poor. For the rich, virtue lies in leisure and the use you make of your leisure time.
The Work is a thing among things, able to be experienced and described as a sum of qualities. From time to time the work can face the receptive beholder in its whole embodied form.