To rob, to ravage, to murder, in their imposing language, are the arts of civil policy. When they have made the world a solitude, they call it peace.
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To rob, to ravage, to murder, in their imposing language, are the arts of civil policy. When they have made the world a solitude, they call it peace.
TACITUSSuch being the happiness of the times, that you may think as you wish, and speak as you think.
TACITUSMore faults are often committed while we are trying to oblige than while we are giving offense.
TACITUSThe lust of fame is the last that a wise man shakes off.
TACITUSChristianity is a pestilent superstition.
TACITUSI am my nearest neighbour.
TACITUSIt is more reverent to believe in the works of the Deity than to comprehend them.
TACITUSBenefits received are a delight to us as long as we think we can requite them; when that possibility is far exceeded, they are repaid with hatred instead of gratitude.
TACITUSThose in supreme power always suspect and hate their next heir.
TACITUSThere are odious virtues; such as inflexible severity, and an integrity that accepts of no favor.
TACITUSThey make a desert and call it peace.
TACITUSThe worst crimes were dared by a few, willed by more and tolerated by all.
TACITUSThe hatred of those who are near to us is most violent.
TACITUSAll things atrocious and shameless flock from all parts to Rome.
TACITUSThe Romans brought devestation, but they called it peace.
TACITUSCassius and Brutus were the more distinguished for that very circumstance that their portraits were absent.
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