Book V, Epigram 28 (Ker)

There is no virtue, Aulus, by which you could induce Mamercus to speak and think kindly of you. You may in affection surpass the brothers Curvii, in calm the Nervas, in courtesy the Rusos, in goodness the Macri, in justice the Maurici, in oratory the Reguli, in wit the Pauli — he gnaws all with cankered teeth. Malicious you perhaps may deem the fellow: I deem him miserable whom no man pleases.