Book: Pompeii

As for destiny, which he then spread - well, Attili really believed in it. Every birth chained to her like to a moving cart. And destination do not change. You can only choose how you will arrive - will come to you or you will drag dragged.

You'd think the gods have any care about how we live and who we screw.

People die. The book is immortal.

We are constantly tormented by her [the land of] iron, and wood, fire and stone. We dig into it and dump it in the sea. We hammer it and mine violaceae out her insides, and in order to put on someone's beautiful finger ring with a gemstone.

Civilization - is continuous war which man is doomed to constantly lose.

The Empire was not built by those people that used the whole day to do nothing.

People mistook measurement for understanding. And they always put themselves in the center of the universe. That is their ego. The earth is getting warmer - it's probably our fault! Mountain destroys us - we do not propitiate the gods! Too much rain, too little rain - it's nice to think that all this has something to do with our behavior, if we were better, a little more modest, our virtue would certainly have been rewarded. But Pliny is now approaching Nature itself - the unknowable, all-conquering, indifferent - and the prefect saw in her flames the futility of human pretensions.

When the state creates the favorable conditions of the romantic boys turn the old cynics and young lady turn into hardened whores. Though at what here the state?

They say that a watch like the philosophers: it is impossible to find at least two completely agree with each other.

People, obviously, by their very nature tend to follow someone, and someone who will is stronger will always dominate the other.

Baths are not a luxury. Bath is the cornerstone of civilization. A bath is something that elevates even the last of the Roman citizens above a barbarian... as if this barbarian nor was rich. Baths are vaccinated person triple virtue: purity, health and daily life.

Water is not less valuable money.

The honest rich will meet no more frequently than hens teeth.

Former slaves make the cruelest masters.
(There is no more cruel master than a former slave.)