Character: Cassius

But - miserable age! In us the spirit of fathers faded
And we are governed by the mother spirit,
The yoke we obey feminine.

So why Caesar became a tyrant?
Unfortunate! How could he be a wolf
When I did not know that the Romans - sheep.

Sometimes your destiny is ruled by the people.
Not the stars, dear Brutus, lies and we ourselves
Guilty became slaves.

He, the man, stepped over close world
Viswiss, like a Colossus; and we, the little people,
Scurrying at his feet.

All the experiences is just foam, surged by stormy waves of fate. However, to experience it all you need!

Not the stars, dear Brutus, lies
And we ourselves are guilty.

Only a true friend can tolerate the weakness of his friend.