Work work, work, work, die. Youd think I was a protestant. — Broken Saints

"I dont understand. Not that I expect life to make sense - thats asking too much."

"Life is illusion. The only real thing is compassion - the bonds we share with others. Without them, we suffer alone."

"Maybe you fell charm to my one-two of dazzling charm and boyish good looks. Makes all the closet pedophiles go wibbly."

"You give your life to God...all of it. If I die today, I die in bliss. For I believe."

"My brain floats like a dumpling, swollen in a soup of adrenaline. And my faith abandons me."

"Now I dont know much of anything, except that Im being watched 24/7. Like the TV show. Without the chickens...or the stripper. Not that I care. Were all voyeurs. Let them watch."

"Since the Chernobyl accident, we have worked all over the globe to raise nuclear safety performance. And since the September 2001 terrorist attacks, we have worked with even greater intensity on nuclear security. On both fronts, we have built an international network of legal norms and performance standards. But our most tangible impact has been on the ground. Hundreds of missions, in every part of the world, with international experts making sure nuclear activities are safe and secure. I am very proud of the 2,300 hard working men and women that make up the IAEA staff — the colleagues with whom I share this honour. Some of them are here with me today. We come from over 90 countries. We bring many different perspectives to our work. Our diversity is our strength. We are limited in our authority. We have a very modest budget. And we have no armies. But armed with the strength of our convictions, we will continue to speak truth to power. And we will continue to carry out our mandate with independence and objectivity."

"The office is designed for "work," not productivity. Work can be defined as "anything youd rather not be doing." Productivity is a different matter. Telecommuting substitutes two hours of productivity for ten hours of work."

"He found his best satisfaction not in pleasure but in toil. He could live with little food, little sleep - and very little dalliance. The one thing he could not dispense with was work, and work in prodigious quantities."

"The work of the eyes is done. Go now and do the heart-work on the images imprisoned within you."

"Open, ye heavens, your living doors; let in The great Creator from his work returnd Magnificent, his six days work, a world!"

"I, too, believed it was impossible to change the existing society into one that would be for the benefit of all; neither could I espouse any given ideal for society. But [...] I felt that even if one did not have an ideal vision of society, one could have one’s work to do. Whether it was successful or not was not our concern; it was enough that we believed it to be a valid work. The accomplishment of that work, I believed, was what our real life was about. Yes. I want to carry out a work of my own; for I feel that by so doing our lives are rooted in the here and now, not in some far-off ideal goal."