I thank you all and here dismiss you all, and to the love and favor of my country commit myself, my person, and the cause.
My grief lies onward, and my joy behind.
Et tu Brute! (You too, Brutus!)
Wise men ne'er sit and wail their woes, but presently prevent the ways to wail.
What I have done is yours; what I have to do is yours; being part in all I have, devoted yours.
Is not birth, beauty, good shape, discourse, Manhood, learning, gentleness, virtue, youth, liberality, and such like, the spice and salt that season a man