They have plundered the world, stripping naked the land in their hunger… they are driven by greed, if their enemy be rich; by ambition, if poor… They ravage, they slaughter, they seize by false pretenses, and all of this they hail as the construction of empire. And when in their wake nothing remains but a desert, they call that peace.

The desire of glory is the last infirmity cast off even by the wise.

A bitter jest, when it comes too near the truth, leaves a sharp sting behind it.

The gods are on the side of the stronger.

If you would know who controls you see who you may not criticise.

None mourn more ostentatiously over the death of Germanicus than those who most rejoice at it [a death].

Every recreant who proved his timidity in the hour of danger, was afterwards boldest in words and tongue.