While I was still at my nurse's breast he was made consul; four years later he seized the throne.

Pertinax was killed, the wretched Didius Julianus bought the empire, and this brought my father to Rome from Pannonia.

Meanwhile he had sent us children, my brother Geta and me, away from the city; nor was it till he had quelled the last resistance on the Tiber that he recalled us.
"I was then but a child of five, and yet one day of that time I remember vividly.

My father was going through Rome in solemn procession.

His first object was to do due honor to the corpse of Pertinax.