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• A friend should bear his friend's infirmities, But Brutus makes mine greater than they are.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iv, Sc. 3...
• 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...
• 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....
• 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...
• The last of all the Romans, fare thee well! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act v, Sc.
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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...
• I said, an elder soldier, not a better: Did I say "better"?
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iv, Sc. 3...
• I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iv, Sc. 3...
• Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus, and we petty men Walk under his huge legs and peep about To find ourselves dishonourable graves.
  Men at some time are masters of their fates: The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, But in ourselves, that we are underlings....