When I'm All Grown Up, Come What

When I Was 18 Years Old, In A More Innocent Time, My First Backpacking Trip Through Europe, I Sneaked Into The Temple Of Saturn In The Roman Forum After Nightfall And Spent Several Hours In There Avoiding The Guards Patrolling.

Irritation For Some Men Was Their Response To Strain.

The World Could Bring You Poison In A Jewelled Cup, Or Surprising Gifts. Sometimes You Didn't Know Which Of Them It Was.

A Hard Truth: That Courage Can Be Without Meaning Or Impact, Need Not Be Rewarded, Or Even Known. The World Has Not Been Made In That Way. Perhaps, However, Within The Self There Might Come A Resonance, The Awareness Of Having Done Something Difficult, Of Having Done . . . Something.

Why Did Becoming Accustomed To Something Have To Render Its Pleasures Stale.