Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies.
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies.
All great deeds and all great thoughts have a ridiculous beginning. Great works are often born on a street corner or in a restaurant's revolving door.
Our civilization survives in the complacency of cowardly or malignant minds -- a sacrifice to the vanity of aging adolescents. In 1953, excess is always a comfort, and sometimes a career.
A guilty conscience needs to confess. A work of art is a confession.
A man's work is nothing but this slow trek to rediscover, through the detours of art, those two or three great and simple images in whose presence his heart first opened.
There is dignity in work only when it is work freely accepted.
© 2020 Inspirational Stories
© 2020 Inspirational Stories