Tourists Moved Over The Piazza Like Drugged

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

The Price Of Shallow Sex May Be A Corresponding Loss Of Capacity For Deep Love.

A Handwritten, Personal Letter Has Become A Genuine Modern-day Luxury, Like A Child's Pony Ride.

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?

The Federal Building's Large Ceremonial Courtroom, Reserved For Show Trials, Is Veneered In Executive Teak. Bench, Counsel Tables, Jury Boxes, Entrances, And Exits -- All Are As Formally Arranged As An Elizabethan Stage. Only The Drama Is Shapeless, At Least To Those Of Us Who Have Never Seen A Trial Before. We See Only Random Movements, Sequences, Comings And Goings, No Form Or Agenda Apparent. To Us The Action Is Less Like Watching A Play Than Watching An Aquarium.