I've Made Six Or Seven

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

I Portray Myself As Wicked, Hoping I Will Not Be Regarded As Wicked. But I May Be Wicked In The Biblical Sense

If They Say I Am Inconsistent Let Them Say It, For It Is True, Because Inconsistency Is A Part Of Living

Has Every Oyster A Different Taste?

There Is Nothing Like Lying Flat On Your Back On The Deck, Alone Except For The Helmsman Aft At The Wheel, Silence Except For The Lapping Of The Sea Against The Side Of The Ship. At That Time You Can Be Equal To Ulysses And Brother To Him.