The universe has no prince or king that it [Rome] would consider equal to its humblest citizen.
To die for one's country is such a worthy fate that all compete for so beautiful a death.
The greater the risk, the sweeter the fruit.
Patience and time conquer all things.
Oh, how sweet it is to pity the fate of an enemy who can no longer threaten us!
Omnipotence is bought with ceaseless fear.