Among various joys, the fruit of labor is the sweetest.

Labor is itself a pleasure.

After so much time spent in painful labor, to arrive at once at the summit of my desires was the most gratifying consummation of my toils.

Honest labour bears a lovely face.

Justice is the loveliest and health is the best, but the sweetest to obtain is the heart's desire.

Love is a beautiful dream.

Labour is blossoming or dancing where
The body is not bruised to pleasure soul.

Poverty has in its favour an exquisite sleep filled with beautiful dreams.

Among all peoples, the Greeks have dreamt life's dream most beautifully.

No smell doth stink as sweet as labour, Tis joyous times when man and man Do work and sweat in common toil.When all the world’s my neighbor.

Death is the most blessed dream.

Retribution—ah, my friend, retribution is the sweetest of all sweet dark dreams.

To live wonder-smitten with reality is the gladdest way to live.

For him who loves labor, there is always something to do.