One man meets an infamous punishment for that crime which confers a diadem on others.
It is a wretched thing to rest upon the fame of others, lest, the supporting pillar being removed, the superstructure should collapse in ruin.
Revenge is sweeter than life itself. So think fools.
No other protection is wanting, provided you are under the guidance of prudence.
There's no effrontery like that of a woman caught in the act; her very guilt inspires her with wrath and insolence.
Only death reveals what a nothing the body of man is.