Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies. — Albert Camus
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Without work, all life goes rotten. But when work is soulless, life stifles and dies.

— Albert Camus
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