If There Is Anyone To Whom I

I Like The Whisky Old An The Women Young

I Want Faith; But I Am Faithless

Someone, I Don't Know Who- It Might Have Even Been Me- Said, Any Man At The Age Of Twenty-five Who Is Not A Communist Has No Heart: Any Man Who Is Still Is At The Age Of Thirty-five Has No Head.

Has Every Oyster A Different Taste?

I Crave The Indulgence Of My Senses But This Is Countered By An Interior Desire That Is Even Keener Than My Senses To Know The Meaning Of Things