I told Nero to practice moderation and somehow that became my full-time problem. by Seneca the Younger

Nero, you made a palace for your ego and still found a way to redecorate it with bad decisions.

You called it moderation; I called it an insult with footnotes.

Can confirm: one of you is dramatic, and it is not the man writing epic poems.

Lucan, you rhyme for a living and still somehow have the healthiest attitude in Rome.

Roman history is just people ignoring my warnings and then acting shocked when I improvise.

I asked for peace, not a sequel to chaos.

That is because your advice arrives like a funeral procession and leaves like a tax bill.