Hot from hell. Caesar's spirit raging in revenge. Cry,havoc! And let slip the dogs of war.
Alas, my lord, your wisdom is consumed in confidence.
Why, man, he doth bestride the narrow worldLike a Colossus; and we petty menWalk under his huge legs, and peep aboutTo find ourselves dishonourable graves.
Apollodorus came, Caesar saw, Cleopatra conquered.
The educated man, habitually, almost without noticing it, sees the present as something that grows out of a long perspective of centuries. In my the minds of my RAF hearers this perspective simply did...
Et tu, Brute?
La culpa, no está en nuestras estrellas, sino en nosotros mismos, que consentimos en ser inferiores.
The evil that men do lives after them
Are you ready to be rejoined for all time with your fellow gods? Oh yes, she explained, For not only was he a god, but so were all mortals gods in disguise, divorced from their divine lineage, their t...
For Brutus, as you know, was Caesar's angel:Judge, O you gods, how dearly Caesar loved him!This was the most unkindest cut of all
Brutus: Kneel not, gentle Portia.Portia: I should need not, if you were gentle Brutus. Within the bond of marriage, tell me, Brutus, Is it excepted I should know no secrets That appertain to you? Am I...