"You see, a writer, like a knight, must aim at perfection; and failing, not fall back on the cushion that there is no perfection.
He must believe himself capable of perfection even when he fails".
Steinbeck

I am the pause between two notes that fall
into a real accordance scarce at all;
for death's note tends to dominate-
Both, though, are reconciled in the dark interval,
tremblingly.
And the song remains immaculate.
Rilke, The Book of Hours, 1

what's beyond logic happens beneath will:

nor can these moments be translated:

i say that even after april

by god there is no excuse for may

e.e. cummings