It ſeems more probable that Ovid was either the Confident of ſome other paſſion, or that he had ſtumbled by some inadvertency, upon the privacies of Livia, and ſeen her in a Bath: […]

I painted out that nasty mark on the wall.

‘She had a very unusual, difficult childhood. I guess, what with her history and all, she brings out these fatherly feelings of countertransference in me.’

James is a very social guy; he knows lots of people.