Give up all hope of peace so long as your mother-in-law is alive.
Remorse is the fruit of crime.
One globe seemed all too small for the youthful Alexander.
The people that once bestowed commands, consulships, legions, and all else, now concerns itself no more, and longs eagerly for just two things: bread and circuses!
Few tyrants go down to the infernal regions by a natural death.
The thirst after fame is greater than that after virtue; for who embraces virtue if you take away its rewards?