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• 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.
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• 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.
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• 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...