Work (n.) can annul idleness, its opposite, but not boredom: the busiest workers, buzzing like insects, are the most tiresome of creatures.
Work (n.) is a perfection: it would be an imperfection of existence if a man did not need to work; by working he makes himself free and becomes lord over nature.
Work (n.) is more beautiful than paradise: the lilies that neither toil nor spin are beautiful, Adam in Eden is beautiful — but still more beautiful is a man earning by his work what he needs, as it were his own providence.
Work (n.) is man's perfection, and that he must work is a still higher expression of it; it is not greatness in plants that they do not spin, but their imperfection that they cannot.
Work (n.) is the only inheritance in the world of spirit: there a man gives birth to his own father, and having Abraham for an ancestor is no use.
Work (n.) is the perfection of the human, since in working he resembles God, who works; a man who earns his bread does not support himself but works with God, as God's fellow-worker.