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 wish you all the joy you can wish.
They that stand high have many blasts to shake them.
The quality of mercy is not strained; It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven Upon the place beneath. It is twice blessed- It blesseth him that gives, and him that takes.
Self-loving is not so vile a sin, my liege, as self-neglecting.
Life is a tale told by an idiot -- full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.
Who steals my purse steals trash: 'tis something, nothin', 'twas mine, 'tis his, and has been slave to thousands. But he who filches from me my good name, robs me of that which not enriches him and makes me poor indeed.
Though I am not naturally honest, I am sometimes by chance.
There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Then are dreamt of in your philosophy.
This fellow's wise enough to play the fool, And to do that well craves a kind of wit.
I am not that feather to shake offMy friend when he must need me.
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!
The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.
All the world's a stage, and the men and women merely players. They have their exits and their entrances, and one man in his time plays many parts.
What stronger breastplate than a heart untainted! Thrice is he armed that hath his quarrel just, and he but naked, though locked up in steel, whose conscience with injustice is corrupted.