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Perpetual devotion to what a man calls his business, is only to be sustained by perpetual neglect of many other things. — Robert Louis Stevenson · 1877We need to remember what's important in life: friends, waffles, work. Or waffles, friends, work. Doesn't matter, but work is third. — Leslie Knope · 2011So it’s been three months of no work, no meetings, no memos, no late nights, nothing. I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy. — Leslie Knope · 2011Ah, why Should life all labor be? — Alfred Tennyson · 1832If all the year were playing holidays, To sport would be as tedious as to work. — William Shakespeare · 1597I have laid aside business, and gone a-fishing. — Izaak Walton · 1653All 7 quotes →
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Ah, why Should life all labor be? — Alfred Tennyson · 1832If all the year were playing holidays, To sport would be as tedious as to work. — William Shakespeare · 1597More men are killed by overwork than the importance of this world justifies. — Rudyard Kipling · 1888
Fishing1 quote
I have laid aside business, and gone a-fishing. — Izaak Walton · 1653
Food1 quote
We need to remember what's important in life: friends, waffles, work. Or waffles, friends, work. Doesn't matter, but work is third. — Leslie Knope · 2011
Friends1 quote
We need to remember what's important in life: friends, waffles, work. Or waffles, friends, work. Doesn't matter, but work is third. — Leslie Knope · 2011
Leisure1 quote
If all the year were playing holidays, To sport would be as tedious as to work. — William Shakespeare · 1597
Ah, why Should life all labor be? — Alfred Tennyson · 1832
I have laid aside business, and gone a-fishing. — Izaak Walton · 1653
Vacation1 quote
If all the year were playing holidays, To sport would be as tedious as to work. — William Shakespeare · 1597
More men are killed by overwork than the importance of this world justifies. — Rudyard Kipling · 1888