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
Is there no pity sitting in the clouds, That sees into the bottom of my grief?
Unquiet meals make ill digestions.
As he was valiant, I honour him. But as he was ambitious, I slew him.
In nature there's no blemish but the mind. None can be called deformed but the unkind.
Now, good digestion wait on appetite, and health on both!
It is as easy to count atomies as to resolve the propositions of a lover.
How long a time lies in one little word?
You will never age for me, nor fade, nor die.
Few love to hear the sins they love to act.
In delay there lies no plenty.
Good company, good wine, good welcome, can make good people.
One half of me is yours, the other half is yours, Mine own, I would say; but if mine, then yours, And so all yours.
But till all graces be in one woman, one woman shall not come in my grace. Rich she shall be, that's certain; wise, or I'll none; virtuous, or I'll never cheapen her; fair, or I'll never look on her; mild, or come not near me; noble, or not I for an angel; of good discourse, and excellent musician and her hair shall be of what colour it shall please God.
Is it not strange that sheep's guts could hail souls out of men's bodies?