They drive us mild-mannered sorts to sterner measures with every new mountain we cross, dear Gaius Cloelius. Tarquinians where you'd least expect them, Etruscans on all sides. If that weren't enough, Volsinians and Veientians. The Aulertians, beyond all reason. And, of course, the endlessly vexatious Sapinians, my dear Sextus Oppius.
Little nations do have little minds.
The circle of thick skulls expands around us. Ineffectual gods, my dear Titus Vilius. Heaps of Hemicians. Swamls of Murricinians. Antlike multitudes of Vestians and Samnites.