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
He that is thy friend indeed,He will help thee in thy need:If thou sorrow, he will weep;If thou wake, he cannot sleep:Thus of every grief in heartHe with thee does bear a part.These are certain signs to knowFaithful friend from flattering foe.
He that is robb'd, not wanting what is stol'n, Let him not know't, and he's not robb'd at all
He that is robb'd, not wanting what is stolen, Let him not know 't and he's not robb'd at all
He that is proud eats up himself; pride in his glass, his trumpet, his chronicle; and whatever praises itself but in the deed, devours the deed in the praise
For nothing can seem foul to those that win.
Good night, good night! Parting is such sweet sorrow, That I shall say good night till it be morrow
I drink to the general joy of the whole table. - from Macbeth
I drink to the general joy of the whole table
I am not that feather to shake offMy friend when he must need me.
I am not a slut, though I thank the Gods I am foul.
I am not in the giving vein to-day.
I am not worthy of the wealth I owe, nor dare I say 'tis mine, and yet it is; but, like a timorous thief, most fain would steal what law does vouch mine own.
I do smell all horse-piss; at which my nose is in great indignation
How like a winter hath my absence been. From thee, the pleasure of the fleeting year! What freezings have I felt, what dark days seen, What old December's bareness everywhere!