“There is more honor in a field well plowed than in a field steeped in blood.”
“My soul is a broken field, plowed by pain.”
“Listen, I'd rather lie naked in a plowed field under an incontinent horse for a week than have to read that paragraph again!”
“You can't plow a field simply by turning it over in your mind.”
“War did not just level, it plowed the field, raising the muck and sinking the stubble.”
“My body, plowed by your body, will turn into a field where one is sown and a hundred reaped.”