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Talbot Mundy,  The Falling Star — Chapter 11 (1926)

“ For herself she does not tremble. She has ten times Pertinax’ ability to rule. If Marcia were a man she should be emperor! Our Pertinax is hesitating between inertia and doubt and dread of Cornificia’s ambition for him; between admiration of his own wife and contempt for her; between the subtleties of auguries and common sense; between trust and mistrust of us all, including Marcia and you and me; between the easy dignity of being governor of Rome and the uneasy palace-slavery of being Cæsar ”
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Talbot Mundy,  The Falling Star — Chapter 11 (1926)

“ He stopped and blinked again at Sextus, waiting for an answer.
“You are worth preserving, Galen.”
“I dispute that. I am sentimental, which is idiocy in a man of my age. But I will not kill him who is superior to any man in Rome.”
“Idiocy? You? And you admire that monster?”
“As a monster, yes. He is at least whole-hearted. As a monster he lacks neither strength of will nor sinew nor good looks; he is magnificent; he has the fear, the frenzy and the resolution of a splendid animal. We have only cowardice, the unenthusiasm and the indecision of base men.
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Talbot Mundy,  The Falling Star — Chapter 11 (1926)

“ Galen answered. “If Rome needed no more than philosophy and grammar, better make me Cæsar! I was mixing my philosophy with surgery and medicine while Pertinax was sucking at his mother’s breast in a Ligurian hut. Rome, my son, is sick of too much mixed philosophy. She needs a man of iron—a riser to occasion—a cutter of Gordian knots, precisely as a sick man needs a surgeon. The senate will vote, as you say, at the prætorian guard’s dictation. You have been clever, my Sextus, with your stirring of faction against faction. ”
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