Chapter 17 -THE BROTHERS

Be angry as

You will, it shall have scope;

Ah, Cassius, you are yoked with a lamb

That carries anger, as the flint bears fire-

Who, much enforced, shows a hasty spark,

And straight is cold again.

And from henceforth

When you are over earnest with your brother,

He'll think your mother chides, and leave you so.

-Shakespeare