1/40
"Now is it Rome indeed, and room enough, when there is in it one only man"
2/40
"Than that poor Brutus, with himself at war, forgets the shows of love to other men"
3/40
"But he's a tired valiant soldier"
4/40
"Mark Antony shall not love Caesar dead so well as Brutus living"
5/40
"When love beings to sicken and decay it useth an enforced ceremony"
6/40
" A soothsayer bids you beware the ides of March."
7/40
"No, Cassius, no; think not thou noble Roman, that ever Brutus will go bound to Rome; he bears too great a mind"
8/40
"So well as by reflection, I , your glass Will modelty discover to yourself"
9/40
"Be not deceived: if I have veiled my look, I turn the trouble of my countenance Merely upon myself."
10/40
"O pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, that I am meek and gentle with these butchers!"
11/40
"and let us bathe our hands in Caesar's bloon up to our elbows and besmear our swords"
12/40
"We shall be called purgers, not murderers"
13/40
"See Brutus at his house; three parts of him is ours already, and the man entire upon the next encounter yields him ours"
14/40
"I have a man's mind, but a woman's might."
15/40
"Of your philosophy you make no use, if you give place to accidental evils"
16/40
"This as the most unkindest cut of all"
17/40
"He lies tonight within seven leagues of Rome"
18/40
"And the first motion, all the interim is like a phantasma, or a hideous dream?
19/40
"Am I a married man or a bachelor? Then, to answer every man directly and briefly, wisely and truly: wisely I say, I am a bachelor"
20/40
"You all did love him once, not without cause; what cause withholds you then to mourn for him?"
21/40
"The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings"
22/40
"When Caesar says 'Do this,' it is performed"
23/40
"Let me have men about me that are fat, sleek-headed men, and such as sleep a nights"
24/40
"If it be aught toward the general good"
25/40
"Tis better that the enemy seek us; so shall he waste his means, weary his soldiers, doing himself offense, whilst we, lying still, are full of rest, defense, and nimbleness"
26/40
"Words before blows; is it so, countrymen?"
27/40
"I love the name of honor more than I fear death"
28/40
"These growing feathers plucked from Caesar's wing/Will make him fly an ordinary pitch"
29/40
"You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things!"
30/40
"Why, he that cuts off twenty years of life cuts off so many years of fearing death"
31/40
"I have made strong proof of my constancy, Giving myself a voluntary wound Here, in the thigh."
32/40
"Good friends, sweet friends, let me not stir you up"
33/40
"I cannot tell what you and other men Think of this life, but for my single self"
34/40
"Are not you moved, when all the sway of earth Shakes like a thing unfirm?"
35/40
"I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him"
36/40
"I am not gamesome: I do lack some part Of that quick spirit that is in Antony"
37/40
"for the eye sees not itself But by reflection, by some other things"
38/40
"Which, like dumb mouths, do ope their ruby lips, To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue"
39/40
"No Caesar hath it not; but you, and I, and honest Casca, we have the falling-sickness"
