I am not carrying on a war of extermination against the Romans. I am contending for honor and empire. My ancestors yielded to Roman valour. I am endeavouring that others, in their turn, will be obliged to yield to my good fortune, and my valour.
Words are living things. They have personality, point of view... agenda.
You want the scent? Smell yourself!
Let us now relieve the Romans of their fears by the death of a feeble old man.
If we cannot find a way, we will make one.
As a doctor I had no choice. As a philosopher I had too many.