No wonder of it: sheer plod makes plough down sillionShine, and blue-bleak embers, ah my dear, Fall, gall themselves, and gash gold-vermilion. - Gerard Manley Hopkins
Though patience be a tired mare, yet she will plod. - William Shakespeare
Now, 75 years [after ], in an abundant society where people have laptops, cell phones, iPods, and minds like empty rooms, I still plod along with books.[Open Letter, O Magazine, July 2006] Harper Lee - To Kill a Mockingbird