Panem et Circenses" translates into 'Bread and Circuses.' The writer was saying that in return for full bellies and entertainment, his people had given up their political responsibilities and therefore their power.

I miss him so badly it hurts.

Make sure they remember you.

Even in war there should be lines you didn't cross.

Don't let him take you from me.

I lean over and put my good ear to his lips, which tickle me as he whispers. "Remember, we're madly in love, so it's all right to kiss me any time you like it.

You know, I think this is the first time we've ever done anything normal together.