“His forward voice now is to speak well of his friend. His backward voice is to utter foul speeches and to detract.”

“And Caesar's spirit, raging for revenge,With Ate by his side come hot from hell,Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice Cry "Havoc!" and let slip the dogs of war,That this foul deed shall smell above the earthWith carrion men, groaning for burial.”

“If thou didst ever thy dear father love—Revenge his foul and most unnatural murder”

“And when love speaks, the voice of all the gods makes Heaven drowsy with the harmony.”

“Why may not that be the skull of a lawyer? Where be his quiddities now, his quillets, his cases, his tenures, and his tricks?”

“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;”

“Confusion now hath made his masterpiece.”