“No, Cassius; for the eye sees not itself,But by reflection, by some other things.”

“Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look;He thinks too much: such men are dangerous”

“Into what dangers would you lead me, Cassius,That you would have me seek into myselfFor that which is not in me?”

“Beauty itself doth of itself persuadeThe eyes of men without orator.”

“Strike as thou didst at Caesar; for I know / When though didst hate him worst, thou loved’st him better / Than ever thou loved’st Cassius.”

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

“Friendship is constant in all other thingsSave in the office and affairs of love.Therefore all hearts in love use their own tongues.Let every eye negotiate for itself,And trust no agent; for beauty is a witchAgainst whose charms faith melteth into blood.”