No increase in the mere quantity of information—we have plenty— nor deeper study of the evidence—there has been plenty—will ‘solve’ the problem of Cicero’s personality. One can only recommend an approach based on common sense, imagination, a sense of humour, and even humility, qualities unevenly distributed among scholars as among the rest of mankind, and suggest a final consideration.
We may strike off the nineteenth-century charge-sheet item after item, yet one obstinately survives. Grant that Cicero was unlike most of the great men of his time, not cruel, nor avaricious, nor bloodthirsty, not sexually lax or perverse, yet every schoolboy knows, and even Cicero’s ‘friends’ maintain, that he was ‘conceited’. The survival of this one not too serious charge is perhaps not surprising: it goes back to antiquity, even to Cicero’s own day. Yet few have observed in this evidence a peculiarity: all these passages refer to the consulship. If one examines the speeches and correspondence, it is here and only here that the charge sticks. Anything else in the speeches merely confirms the principle that politicians do not say (ever): ‘I admit all my policies have been misguided in conception, unscrupulous in operation, and disastrous in outcome’. As for the letters, the one place where occasional swagger might be thought venial, they reveal a man rarely boastful, except in a half-ironical tone, much more often seeking reassurance, rueful or critical in his attitude to himself.