Marcus Junius Brutus

"The Xanthians, suspecting my kindness, have made their country the grave of their despair; the Patareans, trusting themselves to me, enjoy in all points their former liberty; it is in your power to choose the judgment of the Patareans or the fortune of the Xanthians."

"Your councils be long, your doings be slow, consider the end."

"Yes, indeed, we must fly, but not with our feet, but with our hands.."

"Farewell, good Strato. — Caesar now be still: I kill'd not thee with half so good a will."