David Horton

Much ado

To quote from William Shakespeare (what, I contradict myself about quoting from wise people? Very well, then I contradict myself): In sooth, I know not why I am so sad: It wearies me; you say it wearies you; But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, What stuff \’tis made of, whereof

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Stepwise

The tough thing about blogging is that every post has to be as good or better than the last. Just as in tightrope walking where every step has to be sure, so does every post. True in most, well, all really, artistic endeavours – only as good as your last film, last novel, last symphony etc.

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