Of course we must take needed rest to keep our lives in condition for duty.

But what shall we say of those strong men and women who do almost nothing but rest?
What shall we say of those who live only to have amusement, who dance away their nights and then sleep away their days, and thus hurry on toward the judgment-bar, doing nothing for God or for man?
Life is duty; every moment of it has its own duty.

There is no malfeasance so sad and so terrible in its penalties as that which wastes the golden years in idleness or pleasure, and leaves duty undone.
Shall we not seek to crowd the days with most earnest living?
Shall we not learn to redeem the time from indolence, from loitering, from unmethodicalness, from the waste of precious moments, from self-indulgence, from impatience of persistent toil, from all that lessens achievement?
Shall we not learn to work swiftly for our Master?
"You must live each day at your very best: The work of the world is done by few; God asks that a part be done by you.
"Say oft of the years as they pass from sight, 'This is life with its golden store: I shall have it once, but it comes no more.' "Have a purpose, and do with your utmost might: You will finish your work on the other side, When you wake in his likeness, satisfied.".