We're like socks. You can put us through a rough wash once, but you'll never use us again.
I swear so soon as age will permit ... I will use fire and steel to arrest the destiny of Rome.
Discourtesy is unspeakably ugly to me.
Let us ease the Roman people of their continual care, who think it long to await the death of an old man.
Your dreams were the one place you could be physically safe.
You put the life in your belly and you live.