It suddenly closed in on me Gaius the impact of how trapped I was, the proud arm of Rome with all its boast of justice was to be a dirty dagger in the pudgy hands of the priests.
I was waiting in the room for him, Gaius, in the room I used for court. Officially throned with cloak and garb, when they let him in. Well, Gaius, don’t smile at this, as you value your jaw. But I had no peace since the day that he walked into my judgment hall, it has been years, Gaius, but these scenes I read from the back of my eyelids every night.