Tempus inane peto, requiem, spatiumque doloris
Virgil
I plead for empty time, for peace and a respite from my sorrows
“Find out the reason that commands you to write; see whether it has spread its roots into the very depth of your heart; confess to yourself you would have to die if you were forbidden to write.” ― Rainer Maria Rilke
Friday 11 July 2014
Thoughts In Adversity
Tempus inane peto, requiem, spatiumque doloris
Virgil
I plead for empty time, for peace and a respite from my sorrows
Sunday 6 July 2014
THINGS I AM FOND OF
I AM FOND OF
Pencil boxes
Small tram models
Old fountain pens
Well produced books
16th Century books
Crisp white shirts
Opera
Classic wooden sailboats
Crane’s beach
Fine cognac
An occasional cigar
Bacon Bapps
My friends
Fine Claret
The Oxford-Cambridge Club
My friends
Fine Claret
The Oxford-Cambridge Club
A good fuck
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