Even such a small interruption as the appearance of his cat rendered this service to Ovid.

To use the common and expressive phrase, it had "shaken him up." He wrote the letter--and his patient companion killed the time by washing her face.
His mind being so far relieved, he went to bed--the cat following him upstairs to her bed in a corner of the room.

Clothes are unwholesome superfluities not contemplated in the system of Nature.

When we are exhausted, there is no such thing as true repose for us until we are freed from our dress.

Men subjected to any excessive exertion--fighting, rowing, walking, working--must strip their bodies as completely as possible, or they are nor equal to the call on them.