We do not live there
as you suppose. There is no house more unsullied than
or more free from such mischief. It bothers me not at all, I
because someone is more affluent or more learned; each
his own place.
In short: whether a peaceful old age waits for me or death circles with black wings, rich, poor, at Rome, or if thus chance bids, an exile, whatever the complexion of my life, I will write.