They veiled their faces, unbound their garments, and, picking up stones, cast them behind them. […] On birthdays men made offerings to their Genius, women to their Juno. […] Men could not bear the heat of their clothes or their beds, but preferred to lie on the bare ground. […] Their voices are harsh, their throats bloated, their mouths distended by constant railing; their necks have shrunk up and disappeared, and their heads are joined to their bodies. […] In their distress they prayed to the gods to change their form.