Work ends up dehumanizing people.

Together with a culture of work, there must be a culture of leisure as gratification. To put it another way: people who work must take the time to relax, to be with their families, to enjoy themselves, read, listen to music, play a sport.

I’m definitely looking forward to the day when I stop working – if I ever stop working. I like the idea of keeling over in my tomato vines in Sardinia or northern Italy.

No man goes before his time – unless the boss leaves early.

I do not believe a man can ever leave his business. He ought to think of it by day and dream of it by night.

I do not love to be printed on every occasion, much less to be dunned and teased by foreigners about mathematical things or to be thought by our own people to be trifling away my time about them when I should be about the king’s business.

I’m so wrapped up in my work that it’s often impossible to consider other things in my life. My marriage ended in divorce because of this, my relationship with Holly has suffered by this.

A lot of people don’t enjoy their jobs, and it’s one of the main things we like to complain about.

I have a good team. It’s good to have a good team.

Creative people don’t behave very well generally. If you’re looking for examples of good relationships in show business, you’re gonna be depressed real fast. I don’t have time for anything else right now but work and my daughter. She’s my first priority.

Meditation is a great way to keep my body well-centered while juggling shooting schedules and recording sessions.

I have a full and satisfying life. My work and my family are very important to me.

When I’m writing, I don’t feel neurotic. So it’s better for the family if I’m working.

In my father’s generation, the product was 80 percent of what you were putting into the world, and your personal life was 20 percent. It now seems that 80 percent of the product I put out is silly, made-up stories and what I’m wearing.

I used to work in a fire hydrant factory. You couldn’t park anywhere near the place.

The bottom line is, when people are crystal clear about the most important priorities of the organization and team they work with and prioritized their work around those top priorities, not only are they many times more productive, they discover they have the time they need to have a whole life.

In my line of work, the enemy gets a vote.

The brain is a wonderful organ; it starts working the moment you get up in the morning and does not stop until you get into the office.

If you will have a person enslaved, the first thing you must do is convince yourself that the person is subhuman. The second thing you have to do is convince your allies so you’ll have some help, and the third and probably unkindest cut of all is to convince that person that he or she is subhuman and deserves it.

It is too difficult to think nobly when one thinks only of earning a living.

One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one’s work is terribly important.

If you want to occupy the C-suite or the top one-tenth of 1% in any organization, you have to be obsessively devoted to your career at the expense of everything else. And women look at that, and they think, ‚No.‘

I have seen how leaders rule by intimidation. Leaders who demonize and dehumanize entire groups of people often do so because they have nothing else to offer. And I have seen how places that stifle the voices and dismiss the potential of their citizens are diminished: how they are less vital, less hopeful, less free.

He who seeks rest finds boredom. He who seeks work finds rest.

Have fun in your command. Don’t always run at a breakneck pace. Take leave when you’ve earned it, spend time with your families.

Big pay and little responsibility are circumstances seldom found together.

Why do people sit up so late, or, more rarely, get up so early? Not because the day is not long enough, but because they have no time in the day to themselves.

If you’re in a workplace you don’t like right now, be encouraged because God will use it for your good. Think about it this way: He wants you to be a light in the darkness – and He’s putting His confidence in you!

When you’re so busy shooting 12 hours a day, you just eat what someone sticks in front of you.

Nobody’s indispensable.

No matter what time it is, wake me, even if it’s in the middle of a Cabinet meeting.

The pay is good and I can walk to work.

When I was in my 40s, Microsoft was my primary activity.

Most employees only want to know how much they get paid and how much time off they get – they probably don’t have the mission in their souls.

If you are working 50 hours a week in a factory, you don’t have time to read 10 newspapers a day and go back to declassified government archives. But such people may have far-reaching insights into the way the world works.

More and more people work on Sundays as a consequence of the competitiveness imposed by a consumer society.

I don’t know what’s better gettin‘ laid or gettin‘ paid.

I’ve always liked being busy. If I have nothing to do for a week, it just makes me mad.

For what Harley Street specialist has time to understand the body, let alone the mind or both in combination, when he is a slave to thirteen thousand a year?

I get up at 7:30 and work four hours a day. Nine to twelve in the morning, five to six in the evening. Businessmen would achieve better results if they studied human metabolism. No one works well eight hours a day. No one ought to work more than four hours.

The end of labor is to gain leisure.

I love everything about my job, except being away from the kids.

I don’t sleep much. I don’t sleep much – I work, I work, I work.

I’m not an employee who goes to the office every morning at the same time. Then, vacations are needed.

Throughout my 20s and early 30s, I had jobs that I loved. I worked in city government. I ran a youth organization. I served as an associate dean at a university. And I couldn’t imagine how a baby would fit into all of that.

Some people see things that are and ask, Why? Some people dream of things that never were and ask, Why not? Some people have to go to work and don’t have time for all that.

It’s a small percentage of people who do the 80-hour-a-week high-powered career thing, and they’re almost all men. Why? Well, men are driven by socio-economic status more than women.

Because my career is so important, I think I make a lot of – I wouldn’t call them sacrifices, but just concessions for my job. I love what I do, and I want to do it for a long time.

Every once in a while I get the highly inappropriate proposal which is like, ‚Wow, Really! You don’t even know me and I don’t know you at all, and you want that to happen? Tonight? Ok, I get off work at 7.30.‘

People intoxicate themselves with work so they won’t see how they really are.

I’m in a rare position where I don’t have to do job after job. I can take time when my family needs it.

I just don’t believe in the basic concept that someone should make their whole career in public service.

I know of nothing more despicable and pathetic than a man who devotes all the hours of the waking day to the making of money for money’s sake.

It seems like we wake up and it’s a race until you get to bed. It gets to you after a while and you think, ‚What the hell am I doing?‘

I love being busy.

In dwelling, live close to the ground. In thinking, keep to the simple. In conflict, be fair and generous. In governing, don’t try to control. In work, do what you enjoy. In family life, be completely present.

Like every man of sense and good feeling, I abominate work.

The challenge of work-life balance is without question one of the most significant struggles faced by modern man.

‚9 to 5,‘ that little song, that little story, just won’t ever end. Just like ‚I Will Always Love You,‘ it just keeps comin‘ back, popping up its head in one way or another.

By working faithfully eight hours a day you may eventually get to be boss and work twelve hours a day.

I could not do what I do, and teach a class, and never miss a deadline, never be late for anything if I was a lush, OK? I would really love to read a piece that said, ‚He is not a lush.‘ That would be fabulous, it would be a first, I could show it to people and say, ‚Look!‘