If they are good workmen, they may be of Asia, Africa, or Europe. They may be Mohometans, Jews or Christians of any Sect, or they may be Atheists.
When workmen strive to do better than well, they do confound their skill in covetousness.
Physicians attend to the business of physicians, and workmen handle the tools of workmen. [Lat. , Quod medicorum est Promittunt medici, tractant fabrilia fabri. ]
I believe in the honest craft of workmen.
Even the finest workman needs to inspect his work critically.
The workman still is greater than his work.
There are many skillful apprentices, but few master workmen.
Refrain from drink which is the source of all evil-and the ruin of half the workmen in this Country.
There is nothing fairer than workmen having unions of their mutual benefit.
After all, there is such a thing as looking like a gentleman. There are men whose class no dirt or rags can hide, any more than they could Ulysses. I have seen such men in plenty among workmen, too; but, on the whole, the gentleman--by whom I do not mean just now the rich--have the superiority in that point. But not, please God, forever. Give us the same air, water, exercise, education, good society, and you will see whether this "haggardness," this "coarseness" (etc. , for the list is too long to specify), be an accident, or a property, of the man of the people.
I consider Les Nourritures Terrestres as a frightening book: "Look for God in no other place than everywhere. " Go and tell that to a workman, an engineer!
[In eighteenth-century Britain] engineers for the most began as simple workmen, skilful and ambitious but usually illiterate and self-taught. They were either millwrights like Bramah, mechanics like Murdoch and George Stephenson, or smiths like Newcomen and Maudslay.
A bad workman quarrels with his tools.
The general fact of surplus value, namely that the workmen does not get the full value of his labours, and that he is taken advantage of by the capitalist, is obvious.
Not to oversee workmen is to leave them your purse open.
out of great Russia came three dusky syllables workmen took guns and went out to die for: Bread, Peace, Land.
Good workmen are seldom rich.
There would be no idling in a co-operative workshop. Each workman, being an employer, has a spur to his own industry, and has a pecuniary reason for being watchful of the industry of his fellow workmen.
God buries His workmen but carries on His work.
No man, however benevolent, liberal, and wise, can use a large fortune so that it will do half as much good in the world as it would if it were divided into moderate sums and in the hands of workmen who had earned it by industry and frugality. The piling up of estates often does great and conspicuous good. . . . But no man does with accumulated wealth so much good as the same amount would do in many hands.
