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
God grant us patience!
Talking isn't doing. It is a kind of good deed to say well; and yet words are not deeds.
If wishes would prevail with me, my purpose should not fail with me.
O, call back yesterday, bid time return
Nothing 'gainst Times scythe can make defence.