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• 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....
• Great Caesar fell. O, what a fall was there, my countrymen!
  Then I, and you, and all of us fell down, Whilst bloody treason flourish'd over us....
• If you have tears, prepare to shed them now. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iii, Sc.
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• But, for my own part, it was Greek to me. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act i, Sc.
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• I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts: I am no orator, as Brutus i
  But, as you know me all, a plain blunt man. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iii, Sc....
• I only speak right on. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iii, Sc. 2
• This was the most unkindest cut of all. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iii, Sc.
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• See what a rent the envious Casca made. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iii, Sc.
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• What private griefs they have, alas, I know not. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iii, Sc.
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