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• Alternate rest and labor long endure. -- Ovid
• Goodnight, sweet Prince, and flights of angels take thee to thy rest. -- William Shakespeare
• Sweet is the hour of rest, Pleasant the wind's low sigh, And the gleaming of the west, And the turf whereon we lie.
  -- Mrs. Hema...
• Where love is there is no labor; and if there be labor, that labor is loved. -- Austi
• Fat Wars: May the Sauce Be With You.
• What is sauce for the goose may be sauce for the gander but is not necessarily sauce for the chicken, the duck, the turkey, or the guinea hen.
  -- Alice B. Tokla...
• Sleep till the end, true soul and sweet! Nothing comes to thee new or strange.
  Sleep full of rest from head to feet; Lie still, dry dust, secure of change....
• A little word of doubtful number, A foe to rest and peaceful slumber.
  If you add an "s" to this, Great is the metamorphosis....
• Menenius Agrippa concluded at length with the celebrated fable
  It once happened that all the other members of a man mutinied against the stomach, which they accused as the only idle, uncontributing part in the whole body, while the rest were put to hardships and the expense of much labour to supply and minister to its appetites....