“I come not, friends, to steal away your hearts. / ...For I have neither wit, nor words, nor worth, / Action, nor utterance, nor the power of speech to stir men’s blood. I only speak right on. / I tell you that which you yourselves do know, / Show you sweet Caesar’s wounds, poor dumb mouths, / And bid them speak for me" (Shakespeare 3.2 212-226)
"Bear with me. / My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar, / And I must pause till it come back to me" (Shakespeare 3.2 102-104).
"I thrice presented him a kingly crown, / Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition? / Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; / and sure he is an honorable man" (Shakespeare 3.2 93-96).