John Bytheway Quotes

I worked on a farm for a little bit.

The strength that I have comes from irrigating the citrus plantation, ploughing in the vineyard, guarding the melon fields at night. I believe that's what gave me the strength.

I grew up working on farms. You'd do anything for money. You'd pick blueberries in the summertime for weeks; you'd cut down, like, spruce and fir trees for pulp.

I've always considered myself a physical person. I don't call myself a farm girl, but I did spend a lot of years shoveling manure and throwing hay, because I worked to pay most of my riding expenses.

I was a hard-workin' little boy. Oh, I worked. Pullin' cotton, shockin' grain, cuttin' wheat, loadin' wheat, choppin' cotton, cleanin' chicken houses, milkin' cows, plowin'.

I grew up watching my parents work in the fields. That's where I get my work ethic from, because I saw them work hard my whole life.

Everything is work on the farm.

I was raised to farm work.

Dirt used to be a badge of honor. Dirt used to look like work. But we've scrubbed the dirt off the face of work, and consequently we've created this suspicion of anything that's too dirty.

What is nobler than a man wresting and wringing his bread from the stubborn soil by the sweat of his brow and the break of his back for his wife and children!

My family were really hard-working, blue-collar people, and I didn't know the idea or concept of working and having fun. I thought you just worked and made money to support your family.

Basically, people in other countries don't want to have to work quite as flat-out as they do in Japan.

I was trying to perform as best as possible. I was a boy at the time, but worked well with the sickle.

My father was a tomato farmer. There is the phrase that says he or she worked their fingers to the bone, well, that's my dad. And he was a very good man.

My days are spent wrangling children, chipping dried manure from boots, washing jeans, and frying calf nuts.

I plowed fields with horses and worked as a hired hand in high school for 50 cents a day.

I used to work in kitchens, doing 12 or more hours a day of physical labor, so today, eight to 12 hours of cooking, chatting or filming feels like a vacation. When I have a scheduled 'day off,' I spend several hours writing, then I clean until I crash from fatigue. I don't relax well.

We keep horses. I have to keep working.

My first love was, and remains, manual labor; sowing and harvesting, the pastures, the flock, and the cattle.

I've worked the ranch. I've hauled sugar beets from the field.

I like being outside and I like hard work.

It is a rule of nature that taking a day off on the farm sets a person back at least a week.

And blessed are the horny hands of toil.

The duty of labor is written on a man's body: in the stout muscle of the arm,, and the delicate machinery of the hand.

Labor is no disgrace.