Work is toil: what one does only to earn a living. If it gives pleasure, it is leisure.
When I was 13, I forged my date of birth so that I could get a Saturday job at Woolworth's, earning £1 3s 6d for the day. But my real ambition was to do something in the music world - or, at least, close to it.
I don't think I've had a job since I worked for my father's construction company.
A business owner can become rich exponentially and people who work for wages become rich incrementally.
As women in industrial societies join the paid workforce, they gain the economic means to depart unhappy marriages more easily.
I'm not a businessman. I could pack it in, but I like work. I don't want to sound like Catherine Cookson, but I've worked since I was eight, with a paper round and in a fruit and veg shop.
For mothers who must earn, there is indeed no leisure time problem. The long hours of earning are increased by the hours of domestic labor, until no slightest margin for relaxation or change of thought remains.
Youth should have access to paid internships or jobs year-round, so they can keep developing important skills and earning income.
It's an unusual situation for me to be working and making a living.
