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
O powerful love,that in some respects makes a beast a man,in some other, a man a beast.
Your daughter and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs.
I to the world am like a drop of waterThat in the ocean seeks another drop,Who, falling there to find his fellow forth,Unseen, inquisitive, confounds himself.
All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages
I could not endure a husband with a beard on his face: I had rather lie in the woolen
I would my horse had the speed of your tongue . . .
But will they come when you do call for them?
The better part of valor is discretion, in the which better part I have saved my life
Love thyself last: cherish those hearts that hate thee;Corruption wins not more than honesty.
For 'Tis the sport to have the engineer hoisted with his own petard.
How far that little candle throws its beams! So shines a good dead in a naughty world.
Do you not educate youth at the charge-house on the top of the mountain?
Let me not to the marriage of true minds admit impediments. Love is not love which alters when it alteration finds, or bends with the remover to remove.
I'll neverBe such a gosling to obey instinct, but standAs if a man were author of himselfAnd knew no other kin.