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
To hold, as 't were, the mirror up to nature.
Yet do I fear thy nature; It is too full o' the milk of human kindness.
Thrice is he arm'd that hath his quarrel just, And he but naked, though lock'd up in steel, Whose conscience with injustice is corrupted.
The cunning livery of hell.
God grant us patience!
To die: - to sleep: No more; and, by a sleep to say we end The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation Devoutly to be wished.
When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept: Ambition should be made of sterner stuff: Yet Brutus says he was ambitious; And Brutus is an honourable man.
The play's the thing.
Bid the dishonest man mend himself; if he mend, he is no longer dishonest.
Let me be ignorant, and in nothing good, but graciously to know I am no better.
The weakest kind of fruit drops earliest to the ground.
Be to yourself as you would to your friend.
He that filches from me my good name robs me of that which enriches him and makes me poor indeed.
As you are old and reverend, you should be wise.