Work beware of too much rest, rest of too much work.

Lack of zest must bear the jest.

Boil, roil, toil and moil; wash the sky and rest the soil.

The soul’s steepest declivity is found in lack of industry.

Epiphany’s an industry.

All rest no work is cirque du shirk.

Quest then rest at God’s bequest

Post-work charmed chance sets out to dance.

There is no good work without good rest.

The hardworking mind rejoices in mindlessness.

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