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
If love be rough with you, be rough with love;Prick love for pricking, and you beat love down.
It were all oneThat I should love a bright particular starAnd to think to wed it, he is so above me.
Doth not the appetite alter? A man loves the meat in his youth that he cannot endure in his age
And when love speaks, the voice of all the godsMakes heaven drowsy with the harmony.
We cannot fight for love as men may do; We should be woo'd, and were not made to woo
Did my heart love till now? Forswear it, sight, For I never saw true beauty till this night
So true a fool is love that in your will,Though you do anything, he thinks no ill.
Days of absence, sad and dreary, Clothed in sorrow's dark array, Days of absence, I am weary; She I love is far away.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged a fire sparkling in lovers eyes, being vexed a sea nourished with lovers tears, What is it else? A madness most discreet, A choking gall and a perserving sweet.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers eyes. Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, a choking gall and a preserving sweet.
Love goes toward love, as schoolboys from their books;But love from love, toward school with heavy looks.
Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee;Corruption wins not more than honesty.
Lovers and madmen have such seething brains, such shaping fantasies, that apprehend more than cool reason ever comprehends.
Love like a shadow flies when substance love pursues;Pursuing that that flies, and flying what pursues.