The fate of the Celt in the British Empire bids fair to resemble that of the Greeks among the Romans.
The Romans, we are told, were by nature a peculiarly warlike race.
The American people are sheep. They’re comfortable, rich, working. It’s like the Romans, they’re happy with bread and their spectator sports. The Super Bowl means more to them than any right.
The old Romans all wished to have a king over them because they had not yet tasted the sweetness of freedom.
The order of things established by the Romans in Libya rested in substance on a balance of power between the Nomad kingdom of Massinissa and the city of Carthage.
We, to some degree, are like what we are because we inherited certain things from the Greeks and the Romans. One of them that’s so striking is the whole area of politics.
The reason the Romans built their great paved highways was because they had such inconvenient footwear.
The Romans thought of themselves as the chosen people, yet they built the greatest army on Earth by recruiting warriors from any background.
When the Romans in the last age of the republic came into immediate contact with Iran as a consequence of the occupation of Syria, they found in existence the Persian empire regenerated by the Parthians.
English has been this vacuum cleaner of a language, because of its history meeting up with the Romans and then the Danes, the Vikings and then the French and then the Renaissance with all the Latin and Greek and Hebrew in the background.