Men tire themselves in pursuit of rest.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Men stop trying after a while and get lazy.
The men are walking. They are fifty feet apart, for dispersal. Their walk is slow, for they are dead weary, as you can tell even when looking at them from behind. Every line and sag of their bodies speaks their inhuman exhaustion.
Men, like nails, lose their usefulness when they lose their direction and begin to bend.
Men weary as much of not doing the things they want to do as of doing the things they do not want to do.
Men are anxious to improve their circumstances, but are unwilling to improve themselves; they therefore remain bound.
Men try to run life according to their wishes; life runs itself according to necessity.
Most men pursue pleasure with such breathless haste that they hurry past it.
The work of many of the greatest men, inspired by duty, has been done amidst suffering and trial and difficulty. They have struggled against the tide, and reached the shore exhausted.
When we tire of well-worn ways, we seek for new. This restless craving in the souls of men spurs them to climb, and to seek the mountain view.
Signs of fatigue soon manifested themselves more and more strongly, and slowly the men dropped out one by one, from sheer exhaustion. No murmur of complaint, however, would be heard.
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