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• But when I tell him he hates flatterers, He says he does, being then most flattered.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act ii, Sc. 1...
• You are my true and honourable wife, As dear to me as are the ruddy drops That visit my sad heart.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act ii, Sc. 1...
• With an angry wafture of your hand, Gave sign for me to leave you.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act ii, Sc. 1...
• A dish fit for the gods. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act ii, Sc. 1
• There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats, For I am arm'd so strong in honesty That they pass by me as the idle wind, Which I respect not.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iv, Sc. 3...
• As proper men as ever trod upon neat's leather. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act i, Sc.
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• The live-long day. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act i, Sc. 1
• Who is here so base that would be a bondman? -- 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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