“What means this shouting? I do fear, the people Choose Caesar for their king.” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Caesar. Nor heaven nor earth have been at peace to-night. Thrice” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Caesar, Now be still, I killed not thee with half so good a will"?” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Vini, Vici, Vidi (I came, I saw, I conquered). - Julius Caesar — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
The ides of March are come. Soothsayer: Ay, Caesar; but not gone. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
You are not wood, you are not stones, but men; And being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow world Like a Colossus; and we petty men Walk under his huge legs, and peep… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Here will I stand till Caesar pass along, And as a suitor will I give him this. My heart laments the virtue… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“And Caesar's spirit, raging for revenge, With Ate by his side come hot from hell, Shall in these confines with a monarch's… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
This was the noblest Roman of them all. All the conspirators, save only he,Did that they did in envy of Caesar;He only,… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Why, friends, you go to do you know not what: Wherein hath Caesar thus deserved your loves? Alas, you know not: I… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“But yesterday the word of Caesar might Have stood against the world; now lies he there. And none so poor to do… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Time hath not yet so dried this blood of mine, Nor age so eat up my invention, Nor fortune made such havoc of my… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Divers philosophers hold that the lips is parcel of the mouth. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs; Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I, measuring his affections by my own, Which then most sought where most might not be found, Being one too many by my weary… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Ask God for temp'rance. That's th' appliance only Which your disease requires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Thou hast no figures nor no fantasies Which busy care draws in the brains of men; Therefore thou sleep’st so sound. Julius Caesar (2.1.248-251)” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
