Talbot Mundy, The Falling Star — Chapter 8 (1926)
“ Sextus answered after a moment. “Commodus is not Rome. Neither is the mob Rome.” “What is then?” Narcissus asked. “The bricks and mortar? The marble that the slaves must haul under the lash? The ponds where they feed their lampreys on dead gladiators? The arena where a man salutes a dummy emperor before a disguised one kills him? The senate, where they buy and sell the consulates and prætorships and quæstorships? The tribunals where justice goes by privilege? The temples where as many gods as there are, Romans yell for sacrifices to enrich the priests? ”
