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
I have heard of your paintings too, well enough; God has given you one face, and you make yourselves another: you jig, you amble, and you lisp, and nick-name God's creatures, and make your wantonness your ignorance. Go to, I'll no more on't; it hath made me mad.
Who seeks, and will not take when once 'tis offered, shall never find it more.
Affection is a coal that must be cooled; else, suffered, it will set the heart on fire.
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff.
Small cheer and great welcome makes a merry feast.
Shine out fair sun, till I have bought a glass, That I may see my shadow as I pass.
And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.
The robbed that smiles, steals something from the thief.
The wildest hath not such a heart as you. Run when you will, the story shall be changed: Apollo flies, and Daphne holds the chase; The dove pursues the griffin; the mild hind Makes speed to catch the tiger; bootless speed, When cowardice pursues and valour flies.
When I said I would die a bachelor, I did not think I should live till I were married.
It is better to have burnt & lost, then to never have barbecued at all.
Not a whit, we defy augury: there's a special providence in the fall of a sparrow. If it be now, 'tis not to come; if it be not to come, it will be now; if it be not now, yet it will come: the readiness is all.
Silence is the perfectest herault of joy. I were but little happy if I could say how much.
Some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon them.