“We write our names in the sand: and then the waves roll in and wash them away.”

Everyone wants to lead an extraordinary life.

Behold them, conquerors of the world, the toga-clad race of Romans!

Just as men must give up economic control when their wives share the responsibility for the family’s financial well-being, women must give up exclusive parental control when their husbands assume more responsibility for child care.

If we could survive without a wife, citizens of Rome, all of us would do without that nuisance; but since nature has so decreed that we cannot manage comfortably with them, nor live in any way without them, we must plan for our lasting preservation rather than for our temporary pleasure.

The greatest impediments to changes in our traditional roles seem to lie not in the visible world of conscious intent, but in the murky realm of the unconscious mind.

I found Rome a city of bricks and left it a city of marble.

I came to see a king, not a row of corpses.

Practice, the master of all things.

Quintilius Varus, Give me back my legions!

After this time I surpassed all others in authority, but I had no more power than the others who were also my colleagues in office.

If we could survive without a wife, citizens of Rome, all of us would do without that nuisance.

What is done well is done quickly enough.

At the age of nineteen, on my own initiative and at my own expense, I raised an army by means of which I restored liberty to the republic, which had been oppressed by the tyranny of a faction. For which service the senate, with complimentary resolutions, enrolled me in its order.

Young men, listen to an old man to whom old men listened when he was young.

Nothing common can seem worthy of you.

I had a good mind to discontinue permanently the supply of grain to the city, reliance on which had discouraged Italian agriculture, but refrained because some politician would be bound one day to revive the dole as a means of ingratiating himself with the people.