The lightnings trembled And in thy Silence was his Sentence, And in his Soul a vain repentance, And evil dread so ill dissembled, That in his hand the lightnings trembled. Lord Byron, Prometheus idefiancesilence
If you have to do tedious work If you have to stand somewhere doing tedious work, at least make it interesting. Bill Mollison, Introduction to Permaculture Useless work on useful things beautyworkboredom