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• Help me, Cassius, or I sink! -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act i, 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...
• 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...
• 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....
• 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....
• Darest thou, Cassius, now Leap in with me into this angry flood, And swim to yonder point?
  Upon the word, Accoutred as I was, I plunged in And bade him follow....
• The foremost man of all this world. -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iv, Sc.
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• You yourself Are much condemn'd to have an itching palm.
  -- William Shakespeare (1564-1616), Julius Caesar -- Act iv, Sc. 3...