Sometimes when we are labeled, when we are branded our brand becomes our calling.
So wise so young, they say, do never live long.
You cannot make gross sins look clear: To revenge is no valour, but to bear.
I shall show the cinders of my spirits Through the ashes of my chance.
That's a valiant flea that dares eat his breakfast on the lip of a lion.
There is no terror, Cassius, in your threats, For I am armed so strong in honesty That they pass by me as the idle wind