Work...

When we get together in the break the question that sends a shiver down our spines is: what'll you do if you lose your job? For the man in the paddock,whose duty it is to sweep up manure, the supreme terror is the possiblity of a world without horses. To tell him that it is disgusting to spend one's life shoveling up hot turds is a piece of imbecility.A man can get to love shit if his livelihood depends on it, if his happiness is involved.

-Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer