Julius Caesar Act I pt.2

Julius Caesar Act I pt.2

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  • Tonight I’ll throw through Brutus' window letters, in different handwriting, as if they came from citizens who are testifying to the great respect they have for him and not Caesar. After this we’ll either dethrone Caesar or suffer even worse than now.
  • If you thought about the real reason for all this then you’d understand that heaven is sending frightening warnings of an unnatural state to come.
  • Cassius, this storm is so bad. The Gods must be pretty upset.
  • Now let me tell you, Casca, I have already convinced some of the noblest Romans to help me with the letters. We’re meeting tonight because no one is out on.
  • I know where I’ll wear this dagger, then. I’ll kill myself to save myself from slavery. In suicide, gods make the weak strong.
  • The senators' plan is to establish Caesar as a king tomorrow, and he’ll wear his crown at sea and on land everywhere except here in Italy.
  • I’m beginning to understand what you want me to do. For now, don’t try to persuade me anymore—I ask you as a friend.
  • “Brutus” and “Caesar.” What’s so special about “Caesar”? Why should that name be proclaimed more than yours?
  • I’d rather be a poor villager than call myself a citizen of Rome under the hard conditions that this time is likely to put us through.
  • You and I have heard our fathers talk of another Brutus who would’ve let the devil himself reign in his Roman Republic before he let a king rule.
  • I want the men around me to be fat, healthy-looking men who sleep at night. That Cassius is dangerous.
  •  I wish he were fatter! But I’m not afraid of him. And yet, if I were capable of fearing anyone, Cassius would be the first man I’d avoid.
  • Don't be afraid of him, he isn’t dangerous, Caesar. He’s a noble Roman with a good disposition.
  • Caesar was offered the crown but he pushed it away three times, each time more gently than the last; and at each refusal my countrymen shouted.
  • He fell down, when he realized the commoners were glad he refused the crown, he pulled open his robe and offered them his throat to cut.
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