Work is a refuge of people who have nothing better to do.
Simple pleasures are always the last refuge of the complex
Philanthropy seems to me to have become simply the refuge of people who wish to annoy their fellow creatures
Philanthropy is the refuge of rich people who wish to annoy their fellow creatures.
Seriousness is the last refuge of the shallow.
Crying is the refuge of plain women but the ruin of pretty ones.
Hard work is amply the refuge of those who have nothing to do.
Conformity is the last refuge of the unimaginitive