The fault is not in our stars, but in ourselves.
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Julius Caesar
Shakespeare may have written Julius Caesar as the first of his plays to be performed at the Globe, in 1599. For it, he turned to a key event in Roman history: Caesar’s death at the hands of friends and fellow politicians. Renaissance writers disagr
Of your philosophy you make no use. If you give place to accidental evils.
'Tis better that the enemy seek us. So shall he waste his means, weary his soldiers, Doing himself offense, whilst we, lying still, Are full of rest, defense, and nimbleness.
Between the acting of a dreadful thing. And the first motion, all the interim is. Like a phantasma or a hideous dream.
He thinks too much. Such men are dangerous.
Speak, strike, redress.
'But he's a tried and valiant soldier...' 'So is my horse.'
Every bondman in his own hand bears. The power to cancel his captivity.
To be afraid to tell graybeards the truth?
It is very much lamented, Brutus That you have no such mirrors us will turn Your hidden worthiness into your eye That you might see your shadow.
The valiant never taste of death but once.
Cowards die many times before their deaths.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once.
The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves.