No work is worse than overwork; the mind preys on itself,--the most unwholesome of food.
Charles LambAnd the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls.
Charles LambNo work is worse than overwork; the mind preys on itself,--the most unwholesome of food.
Charles LambAnd the tear that we shed, though in secret it rolls, Shall long keep his memory green in our souls.
Charles Lamb