The bottom line

         I got down to the bit where you draw the line on this play today. I had other things to do, but became pre-occupied and suddenly seemed to be getting to the end. Like a river rushing into the sea. Such exhilaration. It's not like doing tai chi, which should give you a lift and not leave you feeling knackered, and it's not like long distance running, which at the end is a completely different kind of satisfaction. And it's not like the best feelings from ra bliss, which are the best of feelings. But it is a yahoo feeling! A wonderful yahoo feeling!

        Of course, you will give it to a dweep, and they won't understand it, but that feeling is a great feeling. God alone knows what it might be like if you were Michelangelo and you did the last chippy chippy bit on the statue of the Madonna and Christ, the one when you look right at St Peter's. Well, you can just look at that and ... Ars Longa Vita Brevis.