No hatred is so bitter as that of near relations.

Following Emporer Nero's command, "Let the Christians be exterminated!:" . . . they [the Christians] were made the subjects of sport; they were covered with the hides of wild beasts and worried to death by dogs, or nailed to crosses or set fire to, and when the day waned, burned to serve for the evening lights.

In the struggle between those seeking power there is no middle course.

They make solitude, which they call peace.

Even the bravest men are frightened by sudden terrors.

Bottling up his malice to be suppressed and brought out with increased violence.

It is common, to esteem most what is most unknown.