My column this week shares a little bit of what I have learned from Rome about time and perspective:
When your daily life is an encounter with nearly everything that has come before you, you develop an appreciation for what is important, and what is not, what is passing and what will last, and how quickly time marches forth and away from even the greatest of artists, the holiest of men, the loftiest of ideals. To be a Roman is to remain unswayed by tempers and trends, because all of them fade into the shadows of temples and time.
You can read the whole thing on the home page
The view from our window; ancient ruins still being excavated, beside a taxi stand and a streetcar.