Julius Caesar question

There are a ton of good lines, but my favorite would have to be: "Men are at some time masters of their fates. The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves, that we are underlings."

Act 4, Scene 1

ANTONY (about Lepidus)

This is a slight unmeritable man,
Meet to be sent on errands: is it fit,
The three-fold world divided, he should stand
One of the three to share it?

OCTAVIUS

So you thought him;
And took his voice who should be prick'd to die,
In our black sentence and proscription.

ANTONY

Octavius, I have seen more days than you:
And though we lay these honours on this man,
To ease ourselves of divers slanderous loads,
He shall but bear them as the ass bears gold,
To groan and sweat under the business,
Either led or driven, as we point the way;
And having brought our treasure where we will,
Then take we down his load, and turn him off,
Like to the empty ass, to shake his ears,
And graze in commons.

OCTAVIUS

You may do your will;
But he's a tried and valiant soldier.

ANTONY

So is my horse, Octavius; and for that
I do appoint him store of provender:
It is a creature that I teach to fight,
To wind, to stop, to run directly on,
His corporal motion govern'd by my spirit.
And, in some taste, is Lepidus but so;
He must be taught and train'd and bid go forth;
A barren-spirited fellow; one that feeds
On abjects, orts and imitations,
Which, out of use and staled by other men,
Begin his fashion: do not talk of him,
But as a property.

"The eye sees not but by reflection of some other thing."

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

"the fault ,dear Brutus, is not in our stars
but in ourselves that we are underlings"

"Let us do so. For we are at the stake
And bayed about with many enemies.
And some that smile have in their hearts, I fear,
Millions of mischiefs." (Act 4, scene 1 0

"The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in ourselves that we are underlings."

"Through this the well-beloved Brutus stabb'd;
And as he pluck'd his cursed steel away,
Mark how the blood of Caesar follow'd it,
As rushing out of doors, to be resolved
If Brutus so unkindly knock'd, or no;"

that mothers shall but smile when they behold their infants quartered with the hands of war........
Antony was something!

Crassus: It was Greek to me.

The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars,
But in ourselves, that we are underlings

"But yesterday the word of Caesar might / Have stood against the world!"

In I.3, the "Cassius from bondage will deliver Cassius" speech:

If I know this, know all the world besides,
That part of tyranny that I do bear
I can shake off at pleasure.

Cassius really won me over on my recent re-read of the play.

"He was the noblest Roman of them all,"
Or, that is: "The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars, but in our selves."

There are so many brilliant lines, I cannot list them all. "Et tu Brute."
-Was one of the best(all are off the top of my head, mind you).

"Infamy! Infamy! They've all got it in fer me!"
(Sorry - that Kenneth Williams as Caesar in Carry On Cleo!)

“But 'tis a common proof, that lowliness is young ambition's ladder, whereto the climber-upward turns his face; but when he once attains the upmost round, he then unto the ladder turns his back, looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees by which he did ascend.”

Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.
The evil that men do lives after them;
The good is oft interred with their bones;
So let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus
Hath told you Caesar was ambitious:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath Caesar answer'd it.
Here, under leave of Brutus and the rest -
For Brutus is an honourable man;
So are they all, all honourable men -
Come I to speak in Caesar's funeral.
He was my friend, faithful and just to me:
But Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honourable man.
He hath brought many captives home to Rome
Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:
Did this in Caesar seem ambitious?
When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept:
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honourable man.
You all did see that on the Lupercal
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 honourable man.
I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke,
But here I am to speak what I do know.
You all did love him once, not without cause:
What cause withholds you then, to mourn for him?
O judgment! thou art fled to brutish beasts,
And men have lost their reason. Bear with me;
My heart is in the coffin there with Caesar,
And I must pause till it come back to me.

Let me have men about me that are fat;
Sleek-headed men, and such as sleep o' nights.
Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look;
He thinks too much: such men are dangerous.

Beware the Ides of March...

Et tu Brute?

(in creaky soothsayer's voice) "Beware the Ides of March. Ha ha ha ha ha!"(that's cackling)
~from Act I Scene ii

"and brutus is an honourable man"

I had as lief not be as live to be
In awe of such a thing as I myself.

I dug this from Cassius and was wild for Cassius altogether.

I really like "Cry 'Havoc!' and let slop the dogs of war". I'm not sure why. That whole speech is good, but horrifying.
I also like "The fault, dear Brutus, is not in our stars but in ourselves that we are underlings" Act I, scene II.

Et tu Brute

"Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once. Of all the wonders that I yet have heard, it seems to me most strange that men should fear; Seeing that death, a necessary end, will come when it will come." (Act II, Scene II)