I must work the works of Him Who sent me while it is yet day.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
My job is to defeat the guy in front of me, do it until he quits, and then wait for them to send in the next guy.
By the work one knows the workman.
I work for him despite his faults and he lets me work for him despite my deficiencies.
Work has been my lover - I've shied away from any commitments.
Keep doing some kind of work, that the devil may always find you employed.
Work is my best friend.
On days when I do not work, I am working on my image.
Anyone can do any amount of work, provided it isn't the work he is supposed be doing at that moment.
There's no workman, whatsoever he be, That may both work well and hastily.
The man who gives me employment, which I must have or suffer, that man is my master, let me call him what I will.