Julius Caesar Quotes

The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves.

Veni vidi vici. (I came I saw I conquered.)

O, pardon me, thou bleeding piece of earth, / That I am meek and gentle with these butchers!

As a rule, men worry more about what they can’t see than about what they can

I am not gamesome: I do lack some partof that quick spirit that is in Antony.

If you must break the law, do it to seize power: in all other cases observe it.

Cry havoc and let slip the dogs of war!

Men willingly believe what they wish.

I thrice presented him a kingly crown. Which he did thrice refuse. Was this ambition?

The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars/ But in ourselves.

O that a man might knowThe end of this day's business ere it come!But it sufficeth that the day will endAnd then the end is known.

And say to all the world "This was a man!"

And since you know you cannot see yourself, so well as by reflection, I, your glass, will modestly discover to yourself, that of yourself which you yet know not of.

As a rule, men worry more about what they can't see than about what they can.

But men may construe things after their fashion, Clean from the purpose of the things themselves.

As a rule what is out of sight disturbs men's minds more seriously than what they see.

In war, events of importance are the result of trivial causes.

It is easier to find men who will volunteer to die, than to find those who are willing to endure pain with patience.

In war events of importance are the result of trivial causes.

Experience is the teacher of all things.

What we wish, we readily believe, and what we ourselves think, we imagine others think also.

Men in general are quick to believe that which they wish to be true.

I came I saw I conquered.

The abuse of greatness is when it disjoins remorse from power.

Fortune, which has a great deal of power in other matters but especially in war, can bring about great changes in a situation through very slight forces.

It is not these well-fed long-haired men that I fear, but the pale and the hungry-looking.

Death, a necessary end, will come when it will come

Even now we can draw back. But once we cross that little bridge we must settle things by the sword.

You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things!O you hard hearts, you cruel men of Rome, Knew you not Pompey?

Men freely believe that which they desire.

The skies are painted with unnumber'd sparks, They are all fire and every one doth shine

Every woman's man and every man's woman.

I came, I saw, I conquered.

Which death is preferably to every other? 'The unexpected'.

As I love the name of honour more than I fear death.

I love the name of honor, more than I fear death.

I love the name of honor more than I fear death.