It is not these well-fed long-haired men that I fear, but the pale and the hungry-looking.
Which death is preferably to every other? 'The unexpected'.
The die has been cast.
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.
Our men must win or die. Pompey's men have... other options.
It is the right of war for conquerors to treat those whom they have conquered according to their pleasure.