William Shakespeare
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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
Alas, the frailty is to blame, not we For such as we are made of, such we be
Alas, sir, how fell you besides your five wits?" Malvolio: "Fool, there was never a man so notoriously abused. I am as well in my wits, fool, as thou art." Feste: "But as well? Then you are mad indeed, if you be no better in you wits than a fool.
O! Let me not be mad, not mad, sweet heaven; keep me in temper; I would not be mad!
When heaven doth weep, doth not the earth o'erflow? If the winds rage, doth not the sea wax mad, Threatening the welkin with his big-swollen face?
You are made Rather to wonder at the things you hear Than to work any.
Jesu, Jesu, the mad days that I have spent! And to see how many of my old acquaintance are dead!
No reckoning made, but sent to my account with all my imperfections on my head.
Fools are not mad folks.
Never anger made good guard for itself.
I have thought some of Nature's journeymen had made men and not made them well, they imitated humanity so abominably.
The venom clamours of a jealous woman poison more deadly than a mad dog's tooth.
Tis the times' plague, when madmen lead the blind.
My wits begin to turn.
You are not wood, you are not stones, but men; And being men, hearing the will of Caesar, It will inflame you, it will make you mad.