Ave Imperator, Morituri Te Salutant ….. Hail Caesar, We Who Are About To Die Salute You

All men live enveloped in whale-lines. All are born with halters round their necks; but it is only when caught in the swift, sudden turn of death, that mortals realize the silent, subtle, ever present perils of life. Moby Dick, Herman Melville During my late twenties,...