William Shakespeare
William Shakespeare
William Shakespeare – 23 April 1616) was an English poet, playwright, and actor, widely regarded as the greatest writer in the English language and the world's pre-eminent dramatist. He is often called England's national poet, and the "Bard of Avon". His extant works, including collaborations, consist of approximately 38 plays, 154 sonnets, two long narrative poems, and a few other verses, some of uncertain authorship. His plays have been translated into every major living language and are performed more often than...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPlaywright
Date of Birth23 April 1564
Simply the thing I am shall make me live.
Shall we play the wantons with our woes,And make some pretty match with shedding tears?
Shall not be long but I'll be here again:Things at the worst will cease, or else climb upwardTo what they were before.
She knew her distance and did angle for me, Madding my eagerness with her restraint, As all impediments on fancy's course Are motives of more fancy; and in fine, her infinite cunning, with her modern grace Subdued me to her rate
She hath more hair than wit, and more faults than hairs, and more wealth than faults.
Misshapen chaos of well-seeming forms!Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health!. . . This love feel I.
MenCan counsel and speak comfort to that griefWhich they themselves not feel.
Mud not the fountain that gave drink to thee.
May his pernicious soulRot half a grain a day!
Men's judgments areA parcel of their fortunes; and things outwardDo draw the inward quality after them,To suffer all alike.
Men should be what they seem;Or those that be not, would they might seem none!
One that lies three thirds and uses a known truth to pass a thousand nothings with, should be once heard and thrice beaten.
One more, and this the last:So sweet was ne'er so fatal.
O devil, devil! If that the earth could teem with woman's tears, each drop she falls would prove a crocodile.