A piece of work that will make sick men whole.
A piece of work that will make sick men whole.
And some that smile have in their hearts, I fear, millions of mischiefs.
As I love the name of honour more than I fear death.
But are not some whole that we must make sick?
But men may construe things after their fashion, Clean from the purpose of the things themselves.
Danger knows full well that Caesar is more dangerous than he. We are two lions litter'd in one day, and I the elder and more terrible.
Fill till the wine o'erswell the cup
I do not know the man I should avoid So soon as that spare Cassius. He reads much, He is a great observer, and he looks Quite through the deeds of men. He loves no plays As thou dost, Anthony; he heard no music; Seldom he smiles, and smiles in such a sort As if he mocked himself and scorned his spirit That could be moved to smile at anything. Such men as he be never at heart's ease Whiles they behold a greater than themselves, And therefore are they very dangerous.
I was born free as Caesar; so were you
You blocks, you stones, you worthless than senseless things.
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