Your arm is unvanquished, but not invincible.
When there is no peril in the fight there is no glory in the triumph.
Desire increases when fulfillment is postponed.
One often calms one's grief by recounting it.
How sweet to die after one's enemies.
Your Christians, whom one persecutes in vain, have something in them that surpasses the human. They lead a life of such innocence,that the heavens owe them some recognition: that they arise the stronger the more they are beaten down is hardly the result of common virtues.