THAT SUMS IT UP...ITS THE ONLY QUESTION IN OSDER NOT TO FEEL THE HORRIBLE BURDEN OF TIME WHICH BREAKS YOUR BACK AND BENDS YOUR BONES TO THE EARTH. YOU MUST BE UNREMITTINGLY INTOXICATED.BUT ON WHAT? WINE, POETRY, VIRTUE, AS YOU

PLEASE BUT NEVER SOBER.  AND IF YOU SHOULD CHANCE SOME TIME ON THE STEPS OF A PALACE , ON THE GREEN GRASS OF A DITCH, IN THE BLEEK SOLITUDE OF YOUR ROOM , YOU WAKE UP AND YOUR INTOXICATION HAS ALREADY DIMIINISHED OR DISAPPEARED, ASK THE WIND, THE WAVE, THE STAR, THE BIRD, THE CLOCK, ASK EVERYTHING THAT FLEES, EVERYTHING THAT GROWNS, EVERYTHING THAT ROLLS, EVERYTHING THAT SINGS,

EVERYTHIMG THAT SPEAKS.  ASK THEM WHAT TIME IT IS AND THE WIND, THE WAVE, THE STAR, THE BIRD , THE CLOCK , WILL REPLY, IT'S TIME TO BE INTOXICATED!