There is a tide in the affairs of men, Which, taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries.
Tag: Julius Caesar
I am going to Spain to fight an army without a general, and thence to the East to fight a general without an army.
Cowards die many times before their deaths; The valiant never taste of death but once.
There is a tide in the affairs of men Which taken at the flood, leads on to fortune; Omitted, all the voyage of their life Is bound in shallows and in miseries.
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.
Et tu, Brute!
How many ages hence Shall this our lofty scene be acted over In states unborn and accents yet unknown!
Cry “Havoc,” and let slip the dogs of war.