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When I was 19, the republic lay in ruin; I took up arms in wars, both civil and foreign. I undertook throughout the world, on sea and land. We bled Rome and I, until peace returned. And when victory was mine, I spared all citizens who sued for pardon. For mercy binds a people more tightly than chains; you will be tempted by titles. I, too, declined to be made Pontifex Maximus, while my colleague yet lived. Though the people pressed it upon me. When he was gone, I accepted that sacred office my father once held. Power must be taken only when the moment ripens, never before. And so it was that I found Rome a city of stone, and left it a city or marble, but marble cracks. What endures is the order you leave in men’s hearts
T. Mom dead at my 16th, sister my 19th, father my 10th, traveled 2000 miles away at 19 with no family. But when they send a lion to be thrown to the wolves, why then they expect it to be of consequence to him? There is always a path for those ruthless enough to carve it from industry and valor.