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• The foremost man of all this world. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iv, Sc.
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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...
• You yourself Are much condemn'd to have an itching palm.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iv, Sc. 3...
• The last of all the Romans, fare thee well! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act v, Sc.
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• I had rather be a dog, and bay the moon, Than such a Roman.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iv, Sc. 3...
• I said, an elder soldier, not a better: Did I say "better"?
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iv, Sc. 3...
• The deep of night is crept upon our talk, And nature must obey necessity.
  -- 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...
• Brutus. Then I shall see thee again? Ghost. Ay, at Philippi.
  Brutus. Why, I will see thee at Philippi, then. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iv, Sc....