What need we any spur but our own cause to prick us to redress?
Nor stony tower, nor walls of beaten brass, nor airless dungeon, nor strong links of iron, can be retentive to the strength of spirit; but life, being weary of those worldly bars, never lacks power to dismiss itself.
The fault is not in our stars, but in ourselves, that we are underlings.[Also known as:]It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.[to Brutus]
