Old age is not a matter for sorrow. It is matter for thanks if we have left our work done behind us.
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- The outer passes away; the innermost is the same yesterday, today, and forever.
- It were a real increase of human happiness, could all young men from the age of nineteen be covered under barrels, or rendered otherwise invisible; and there left to follow their lawful studies and callings, till they emerged, sadder and wiser, at the age of twenty-five.
- Imagination is a poor matter when it has to part company with understanding.
- A man perfects himself by working. Foul jungles are cleared away, fair seed-fields rise instead, and stately cities; and with the man himself first ceases to be a jungle, and foul unwholesome desert thereby. The man is now a man.
- A fair day’s wages for a fair day’s work.
- It is the first of all problems for a man to find out what kind of work he is to do in this universe.