I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts:
I am no orator, as Brutus is;
But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar
-- Act iii, Sc. 2
I am no orator, as Brutus is;
But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar
-- Act iii, Sc. 2
Related:
- For Brutus is an honourable man;
So are they all, all honourable men.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iii, Sc. 2... - Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.
The evil that men do lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones.... - What private griefs they have, alas, I know not.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar
-- Act iii, Sc.
2... - I only speak right on. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iii, Sc. 2
- Should I have answer'd Caius Cassius so?
When Marcus Brutus grows so covetous,
To lock such rascal counters from his friends,
Be ready, gods, with all your thunderbol
Dash him to pieces! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iv, Sc. 3... - Not that I loved Caesar less, but that I loved Rome more.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iii, Sc. 2... - Help me, Cassius, or I sink! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act i, Sc. 2
- But, for my own part, it was Greek to me.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar
-- Act i, Sc.
2... - There was a Brutus once that would have brook'd
The eternal devil to keep his state in Rome
As easily as a king.
-- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act i, Sc. 2...
