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The Older I Grow The More I Become Certain That It Makes No Difference What Words We Use To Tell The Same Truths.

I Cannot Regret It. They Tell Us In The Temple That True Joy Is Found Only In Freedom From The Wheel That Is Death And Rebirth, That We Must Come To Despise Earthly Joy And Suffering, And Long Only For The Peace Of The Presence Of The Eternal. Yet I Love This Life On Earth, Morgan, And I Love You With A Love That Is Stronger Than Death, And If Sin Is The Price Of Binding Us Together, Life After Life Across The Ages, Then I Will Sin Joyfully And Without Regret, So That It Brings Me Back To You, My Beloved!

And I Must Believe That Man Has The Power To Know The Right, To Choose Between Good And Evil And Know That His Choice Has Made A Difference.

Rome Was Mud And Smoky Skies; The Rank Smell Of The Tiber And The Exotically Spiced Cooking Fires Of A Hundred Different Nationalities. Rome Was White Marble And Gilding And Heady Perfumes; The Blare Of Trumpets And The Shrieking Of Market-women And The Eternal, Sub-aural Hum Of More People, Speaking More Languages Than Gaius Had Ever Imagined Existed, Crammed Together On Seven Hills Whose Contours Had Long Ago Disappeared Beneath This Encrustation If Humanity. Rome Was The Pulsing Heart Of The World.

I Think Too Many People Presume To Read The Divine Scriptures And Fall Into Such Terrors As This,' Said Patricius Sternly. 'those Who Presume On Their Learning Will Learn, I Trust, To Listen To Their Priests For The True Interpretations.' The Merlin Smiled Gently. 'i Cannot Join You In That Wish, Brother. I Am Dedicated To The Belief That It Is God's Will That All Men Should Strive For Wisdom In Themselves, Not Look To It From Some Other. Babes, Perhaps, Must Have Their Food Chewed For Them By A Nurse, But Men May Drink And Eat Of Wisdom For Themselves.