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
Evermore thanks, the exchequer of the poor
And makes me poor indeed.
Honesty is not the best policy - merely the safest
A very honest woman but something given to lie
Report of fashions in proud Italy Whose manners still our tardy-apish nation Limps after in base imitation
How now, wit! Whither wander you?
I have a bone to pick with Fate
A golden mind stoops not to shows of dross.
When workmen strive to do better than well, they do confound their skill in covetousness.
Then to Silvia let us sing that Silvia is excelling. She excels each mortal thing upon the dull earth dwelling.
My purpose is, indeed, a horse of that color.
If thou art rich, thou art poor; for, like an ass, whose back with ingots bows, thou bearest thy heavy riches but a journey, and death unloads thee.
Dissembling courtesy! How fine this tyrant can trickle when she wounds!
When I have plucked the rose, I cannot give it vital growth again, It needs must wither. I'll smell it on the tree.