constantia — Tue, 04 Dec 2012 21:09:07 +0000

We’re seduced early on by the notion that everybody’s got a novel in them and so on and so forth. And that is very probably true. But the fact is that the only way to be certain of whether there’s a novel inside you is to sit down with a pen in your hand one day and start to do it. – Clive Barker

constantia — Fri, 25 May 2012 02:39:12 +0000

My life found its May grow October.
I talked and I wrote, but, one morning,
Life’s Autumn bore fruit in this warning:

‘Let tongue rest, and quiet thy quill be!
Earth is earth and not heaven, and ne’er will be.’

Man’s work is to labour and leaven—
As best he may—earth here with heaven;
‘Tis work for work’s sake that he’s needing:
Let him work on and on as if speeding
Work’s end, but not dream of succeeding!
Because if success were intended,
Why, heaven would begin ere earth ended.

motivation – Non Omnis Moriar