Aaron, a Moor (Harry Lennix)

Even now, I curse the day -- and yet, I think, few come within the compass of my curse -- wherein I did not some notorious ill as kill a man or else devise his death; ravish a maid or plot the way to do it; accuse some innocent
and forswear myself; make poor men's cattle break their necks; set fire on barns and haystacks in the night and bid the owners quench them with their tears.

Oft have I digged up dead men from their graves and set them upright at their dear friends' doors, even when their sorrows almost was forgot. And on their skins, as on the barks of trees, have with my knife carved in Roman letters, "Let not thy sorrow die, though I am dead."

Tut.

I have done a thousand dreadful things as willingly as one would kill a fly.

And nothing grieves me heartily indeed... but that I cannot do ten thousand more.

Aaron (Harry Lennix) - Act V. Scene I. Titus Andronicus