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Work is the order of the day, just as it was at one time, with our first starts and our best efforts. Do you remember? Therein lies its delight. It brings back the forgotten; one's stores of energy, seemingly exhausted, come back to life.

Love and work are the cornerstones of our humanness.

There are moments of life that we never forget, which brighten and brighten as time steals away.

When you enjoy what you do, work becomes play.

With me, satisfaction is always very fleeting with our work. I always get a little restless with it.

The time at our disposal each day is elastic; the passions we feel dilate it, those that inspire us shrink it, and habit fills it.

To a man of pleasure every moment appears to be lost, which partakes not of the vivacity of amusement.

Not only are we working less, we're enjoying ourselves more. As we're working toward this world of abundance, we're able to increasingly enjoy leisure time.

What we are only now beginning to fully realize is that in seeking material pleasure too constantly, the capacity for enjoyment or fulfillment decreases and eventually becomes exhausted.