Drooping along the ground the vine misses its widowed elm.
There's no effrontery like that of a woman caught in the act; her very guilt inspires her with wrath and insolence.
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!
Savage bears agree with one another.
Virture offers the only path in this life that leads to tranquility.
The doings of men, their prayers, fear, wrath, pleasure, delights, and recreations, are the subject of this book.