Except in the synagogue, who of you attempts eloquence?
In war all you conquer in the six days you lose on the seventh.
Such your life and limit; who shall say no if I laugh at you?
Satisfied with the worship of such a people, what is your God to our Roman Jove, who lends us his eagles that we may compass the universe with our arms?
Hillel, Simeon, Shammai, Abtalion--what are they to the masters who teach that everything is worth knowing that can be known ?" The Jew arose, his face much flushed.
"No, no; keep your place, my Judah, keep your place," Messala cried, extending his hand.
"You mock me." "Listen a little further.

Directly"-- the Roman smiled derisively--"directly Jupiter and his whole family, Greek and Latin, will come to me, as is their habit, and make an end of serious speech.
I am mindful of your goodness in walking from the old house of your fathers to welcome me back and renew the love of our childhood--if we can.

'Go,' said my teacher, in his last lecture--'Go, and, to make your lives great, remember Mars reigns and Eros has found his eyes.' He meant love is nothing, war everything.

It is so in Rome.

Marriage is the first step to divorce.