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 would there were no age between ten and three-and-twenty, or that youth would sleep out the rest; for there is nothing in the between but getting wenches with child, wronging the anciently, stealing, fighting.
My comfort is, that old age, that ill layer-up of beauty, can do no more spoil upon my face
My age is as a lusty winter, frosty but kindly.
Your lordship, though not clean past your youth, have yet some smack of age in you, some relish of the saltiness of time.
Never; he will not: Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety: other women cloy The appetites they feed: but she makes hungry Where most she satisfies;
The golden age is before us, not behind us.
A good old man, sir. He will be talking. As they say, when the age is in, the wit is out.
You cannot call it love, for at your age the heyday in the blood is tame
Let every eye negotiate for itself and trust no agent.
Is it not strange that desire should so many years outlive performance?
Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale Her infinite variety.
You will never age for me, nor fade, nor die.
The old folk, time's doting chronicles.
For youth no less becomes The light and careless livery that it wears, Than settled age his sables, and his weeds Importing health and graveness.