I Don’t Believe Man Is

Evolution Is Fascinating To Watch. To Me It Is The Most Interesting When One Can Observe The Evolution Of A Single Man.

Between The Two Poles Of Whole-truth And Half-truth Is Slung The Chancy Hammock In Which We All Rock.

The Paradox Of Reality Is That No Image Is As Compelling As The One Which Exists Only In The Mind's Eye.

Natural Villains Are Hard To Come By, What With All The Shrinks And Social-scientist Types Threatening To Understand Everybody Into The Ground.

How Is The Newcomer To Deal With Rome? What Is One To Make Of This Marble Rubble, This Milk Of Wolves, This Blood Of Caesars, This Sunrise Of Renaissance, This Baroquery Of Blown Stone, This Warm Hive Of Italians, This Antipasto Of Civilization?